THUNDER'S STORM

The sound of thunder reverberates throughout the darkened room,
Feelings intensify with the coming storm,
Like the hackles on a cat your skin crawls.

And the hissing wind, speaks words of sin,
And the pouring rain, shall bring you pain,
With the lightning's flash, dark souls will clash,
And when the storm passes, all will be ashes.

   Beware the cracking peel of THUNDER,
For it shall shake the world asunder.
And in the end when there is nothing but ash.
Whoever is left standing can kiss my ass!!

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