Falling stars travel the sky

Falling stars travel the sky
Death is near I'm going to die
The angels turn their wings into ash
The world as we know it is going to crash

Elder Gods that live many ages
The passing of life is like turning pages
You feel so useless, stupid and small
The world as you know it is going to fall

Hidden things in the back of my mind
Is something that no one should ever find
Even the death fears them all
They're hideous, scary and full of sore

Draining your soul like a vampire drains blood
Stupid emotions they're making me mad
Forgiveness is something useless and sore
Revenge is the thing i should not ignore.

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I think this is the first decent or hmm let's say it less insane poem that i've ever wrote. I think it's about 2 years old or even more.