Saturday, May 09, 2015

Death Storm



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Watching it all over again
Dashing back and fort
Trying to hide and cover
Still it's raging too fast
Almost crushing down to last
Flowing nonstop over and over
Losing the entire port
Wrecking everything yet nothing to gain.

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A huge and wide dark hole
Tunneling into the deepest darkness
May lost once falls deeply
That difficult to climb back
Even an aggressive still not lack
No one can return so plainly
That feels fallen into madness
Until it would live forever in sole.

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JR.


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