Devils Pollution Dec 26 2010
A funnel cloud rushes through your body,
damaging everything in it's path.
Tearing, breaking, smashing, crushing,
ensuring you will suffer his every wrath.
It happens so quickly,
hitting you like a bolt of lightning.
Terror replaces the blood in your veins,
the simple description of it is frightening.
You will encounter many sleepless nights,
the nightmares take control.
Stay awake, don't go to sleep,
the devils eyes can look right into your soul
He draws you in, good or bad,
with his many fascinating illusions.
It's a poison really and it has a name,
it's called, The Devils Pollution.
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