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Changing
Everything always change
Like a bird in the cage
As the time will cry
The bird will grow and die
The world is changing
Only sorrow and death it bring
But still we didn't care
Cause we only like what we share
The spirit of nature dance
As the demons focus their glance
Cause the doom is coming
For the dead and for the living
Memories will never fade
But will give a bloody shade
And soon they will realize
That their sin is oversize
Darkness eats light
As the hope is out of sight
For us to stop the prophecy's page
The world is needed to be change
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Re: Changing
this is good though the morbidity of the theme seems to be the total feel of the poem.