Ode to The End

Lurking lightly at twilight,
Twirling waves at dawn,
Bare eye open, oh, the frightening sight
Brightening lights seen after yawns.
Bounds bind me, blinding
A delightful, mighty sight.
Joy is forever more
Or will dreadfully disappear with its core.

Rainbow rains, disgusting diapers:
All the right and wrong.
Vanish vastly open oval
Garden getting rotten,
Reaping flowers for
The end.

This may be your sleeping bed.

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