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The End Of The World. (Short Fic.)
It was the end of the world ,but it was only the beginning .Blood showers the ground as the fires destroys everything that comes in its path. Men and animals alike litter ground the smell of death is everywhere .A mother reaches for her child while a man clings to his cross . But their souls are no longer here .
Grass and trees take root in the cars and houses and one day they too will disappear.There is no America ,no Korea , no separation. There is only the earth after the bombs .I am forgetting why we even fought . I mentally slap myself for ever saying I was lonely because true loneliness is when your the only known living soul on the earth. I leave the men I will let the earth bury them .
"Where am I to go ? " "What am I to do ? " My money means nothing now ,theres no job to return to .My only goal is to survive and to keep searching for another living soul. Everything I cherished is worthless fame, fortune, they are nothing to me . But I long for the human touch a warm embrace,a gentle kiss ,a hand to hold. Suicide has crossed my mind but its seems petty. I survived so I feel I owe these poor souls.They will never grace this earth again and bathe in the suns warmth .
I keep waiting to wake up but the nightmare will not end .All because men were selfish we are left with nothing .
There so much I would do if I could go back but theres no reason to stay in the past. Because I am here now .
It is the end of the world ,but it is only the beginning because I'm still breathing.
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