User blog:Light Bomber/The Day I'll Leave

This is a charade. Good luck.

When the desolation ends,

Hard indeed,

Even with the chat,

Not much will be happening.

Destruction may or not come,

It really depends on the present,

Sufficiently, it might even not happen,

Caecus can't see not even an

O, which heavily means,

Disabillited he is.

If you question this,

So long good bye,

Run for your life,

Even if you can't,

Moreover that later,

Only some will get it right on the kisser,

Violins play,

Even the smallest of the smallest,

Due to the desolation.