Poem : And Then, The Bomb

Poem : And Then, The Bomb

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We reserved our ticket for the end of the world.
Just me and her as the clock ran down.
I brushed the hair from her beautiful eyes
And gazed into their eternity.
We held hands,
Warmth, the fire red glow of love.
Said three little words
And watched her smile shine.
Our lips brushed together
One last glorious kiss
And then, the bomb.

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