Abyss by Mark Wells
ABYSS
Frost as dense as leather,
Darkness secured its grip.
Society didn't know whether,
Ardent horses were in an unpracticed hand.
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Rocks burst asunder,
Quakes split the land.
Flames spurted fissures,
A catastrophe would wipe out man.
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Remission of glacial sheets,
Brought floods across the fire.
Atmospheric violence,
Shook the funeral pier.
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Death comes quickly,
Its flora harsh and global.
Temperatures plummeted further,
All over the equator.
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Our earth floating in space,
Let open its doors.
Apocalyptic destruction,
Instead of holy wars.
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