not to be misconstrued by other tainted things
The thought of a ravaging wind, to forever pull on my strings
Blood sucking hosts, and demons with wings
They are nothing.
Nothing, compared to what I am.
I am an earthquake waiting to happen
A volcano on the edge of explosion
A tsunami waiting to drown thousands,
so that millions will know pain, and in turn joy
I am a lonely cause to a million scars.
I am a burning sensation in your mind,
a fire that caught fire in your eyes,
but was put out by the wind of the mighty hurricane
I fought to exclaim the truth,
but was merely pushed away
The blaze burns blue,
and water hard as stone
A freezing, chilling, winter.. forever, winter.
Until the we overcome our unknown
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