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Stormy Days


A new emporer now takes control of ever lasting beauty

he is kind to none and destroys its path behind

Once a society of innocence crumples

crashing into a corrupt control

Killing, cries of pain peirce the ears from those you love

But once the king leaves a wasteland of nothing awaits your vision

Gasing apon the family you had creates a new man inside

the dictator will not bow or be bestowed

for he is a virus that erases any known life of felicity

You can successfully hide it from the public

But he will always know

That he is the storm that crucifys all

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