From the time I was a simple, happy, blossom, I feared the day of rapture. We all feared the rapture. Some tried to escape by splitting, others tried offensive tactics. I stayed with determined focus with my closest friend. Our cores were strong, and able to withstand the onslaught of endless battles, days and most nights. They tried to drill into our brains with automatic chewing machines, but we still stood strong. Determined to not be part of the inevitable harvest. We withstood all that came our way, and now, our legacy will be known once again when the rain falls and the sun shines down like tears from heaven. |