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Tomorrow's nightmares
Anonymous Thomas
Tomorrow's nightmares.
Tomorrow's horrors:
The Sun grows like a child through puberty.
The Earth dies like an old mother.
DON'T DIE MOMMY!!!!
Eventually all will perish.
Eventually tomorrow will come, and we will wake up to the end of everything. Then go back to sleep.
Forever. Not just 5 more minutes.
Forever.
Forever.
Tomorrow.
Forever.
Anonymous Thomas has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Anonymous's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Anonymous's latest works: