The End of the World

The end is here...

People gather, and look up in horror at the sky. Look, look up at the sky...

The sun is falling...

falling, falling, falling...

Women scream and cling to men

The sun is dying...

Dying, dying, dying...

Children are held on to with mothers' dear lives

The sun explodes

The world is plunged into darkness

The gravity is gone

We're all dying...

dying, crying, falling...

into the black hole,

the black hole that was the sun

And then...

there's nothing left of us.

We fell

We cried

We died.

The End

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