Life
I am forever trapped in the storm of iniquity
Lightning flashes
Tunder ulvulates
Wind wraps around my body like a whip
Rain splashes agaist my face
My heart pulsate with every lasting second
Rattle, battered and deranged with fright
My mind gyre in circles as I observe the trecherous at before my eyes'
The victom lays in the eyes of every person
The suspect remains as the never ending cycle of Life
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