[ღ Jamais ღ]

Minds changed, and bridges burned.
Souls ravaged, and tables turned.
Happy memories fade to dust.
There is no love, only lust.
Blackened beings kill one more.
A drop of blood falls to the floor.
Claymore blades pierce through skin.
Little boys become men with sin.
A little girl turned to a whore.
Another demon beats down her door.
Minds altered, lives destroyed.
Another soul lost to the void.
A heart is broken, the body dies.
Another victim of soft spoken lies.
Poison injected. Darkness creeps.
Another mother softly weeps.
The body falls, lesson learned.
All of life is torched and burned.~Sheona .R. McCaig

Apocalypse is my fursona. My favorite one at that. He is dark grey with sun rays on his body. His tail and part if his two front legs and left back leg are blood red, as is a stripe across his snout and the three circles on the back of his head and ears. His eyes are white and he wears a thick stringed necklace around his neck with a blue charm the shape of a tear.