The End of the World
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blueduckk
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A poem about why we shouldn't worry about certain days and events because it's never as bad as we think it is. Probably inspired by my upcoming exams...I'm sure they wont go as bad as I think.

The End of the World

by blueduckk

A day was coming, Of dread and fear.

A day that no one wanted.

The weeks became days, Days became hours, Hours to minutes, Minutes to seconds

The day came, but not the fire.

There was no smoke or tears or blood.

The end of the World did not come.

Flowers bloomed and bees buzzed. Gusts of life filled the boughs, animals came to be.

The day the world ended came much quicker than we thought,

But the end of the world did not come, it seems we worried for naught

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