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Irelyn Thorne
Poems
Sep 16
Fury of a Tempest
Oh my, don't cry
There'll come a better day
Your body looms so high
Yet has taken a shade of gray
Please don't give in
I hear your thundering scream
Don't let these demons win
Or watch the tears stream
Fear is not an option
Watching the fire in your eyes
A menacing rath which grew
Past the cage of these treacherous lies
Your power consumes now
It rips us all off our feet
Begging for mercy is not allowed
As howling terror roams the street
Deadly flames strike the building sides
The world setting ablaze
Only in destruction do you feel pride
Coating us in your smokey haze
Screeching fills the empty homes
Wrecking it all, brick by broken brick
This feasting power feels all but alone
The revolution of a craving lunatic
Then there begins the echo
As you start to lose your voice
The tears sprinkle as it all lets go
We know you'll be back-there's no other choice
Now I stand amidst the destruction
I know the pain, I feel your ache
Without mourning, we'll never function
These stormy nights are no mistake
Another late night storm :)
#storm
#destruction
#fury
#sobbing
#pain
#ache
#release
#screaming
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Irelyn Thorne
15/F/Find me with an earbud in
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