Dark Storm
Distant thunder rolling over and over
causing all within range to shudder.
Shaking the very air itself
a prominent entity entitled to eternity
evolving the neighbors in this fray.
Churning the skies from dawn to dusk
black and protruding with prowess
of a dark storm.
Swallowing whole its prey of innoncents
rolling them in pain over and over,
raining on them forever and a night.
A weaking seam in a seamless sky
drenching the trenches of all who fight it.
The dark storm of evermore
with its thunder rolling over and over,
ripping the armor of honor,
and forever degrading the hordes of minions
and spitting down utterances of filth
forever more with its deep pounding voice
rolling over and over forevermore.
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