Aftermath
like a lightning flash
I release my wrath
a storm is about to come
what I can't get back
after that first lash
is going to leave me numb
you were in the flight path
and the fatal aftermath
will cause us to succumb
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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