The Mighty Thunder
THE MIGHTY THUNDER
THE MIGHTY THUNDER
Just like the flash
I saw come down.
Down to scatter dreamless tears,
Tears of hopes dashed.
Dashed we wonder if it ever existed!
Existed you will ask why!
Why tears like a river?
Rivers flowing with sadness,
Sadness of the unknown being
Being of death
Death! Who will kill thou?
Death! Death!! Death!!! I say be not proud!
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