here is a poem a storm is coming a storm is approaching the wind is ripping through the trees the rain is falling heavily with thunderclaps and lightning strikes the ground begins to spike the lighting strikes the trees but the fires is drenched with ease the weaker trees snap from the raging wind the stronger trees begin to bend this storm is strong it never ends it strikes cities from end to end houses destroyed crops sheared animals flying man this is weird will this storm ever stop I wouldn’t know im sitting here drinking pop
dark_emperor_seraphim · Sat Dec 08, 2007 @ 04:40am · 0 Comments |