The beginning of the end.
they can feel it in their hearts,
feel the pounding of the beat.
The beat of terror that fills the abyss.
Blood trickles down and consumes,
all that stands to what must be and may be forever.
The dark hearts of human kind and the hole left behind,
a scar of the past to remind us of,
all the deaths caused from our own immolation.
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Submission Name: The Take
