by brittany sadler:
the bright full moon
as wight as the snow
that shines in the begining
soon as phasses turn
every minute is changing
then the moon is full of shadow
its covered in an unplesant darkness
as a puddle of blood
the midnight sky filled with black
towns are darker
and the earth filled with hatered
it will end soon
but will start again
maybe worse than befor
or even world
distruction
and end.