Best Poem of Zachary Hoyt

Birth Of The End
i stood on the edge of the sea
i watched a being of hell break the subsurface
riping a cavity onto our earth
a vast chasm is whats left of its birth
signitures of the cryptics forsaw such a beast
consuming everything in its path
death is its only influence
this being has convulsed a burdensome future
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The Death Of Nations
hell fire breaks the earths crust
molton magma pours through the top
the morals had ran as they must
scurring on the ground as they were turned to dust
our earths defensives began to rust
we couldent of done anything to prevent this
what couldve we done to subside their lust
now the remains lie in the . . .
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