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Outside the thunder shakes the earth, and the trees quiver in response to the way their god brings his wrath to the world and they know this is not a force to be reckoned with, and the lightening illuminates everything for a moment, sickly proud of the destruction its causing Inside my thoughts shake my body and my bones quiver in response to the way my mind brings its wrath to myself and i know this is not a force to be reckoned with every so often light shines upon forever hidden skin sickly proud of the destruction its causing
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
Thunderstorms
Outside the thunder shakes the earth, and the trees quiver in response to the way their god brings his wrath to the world and they know this is not a force to be reckoned with, and the lightening illuminates everything for a moment, sickly proud of the destruction its causing Inside my thoughts shake my body and my bones quiver in response to the way my mind brings its wrath to myself and i know this is not a force to be reckoned with every so often light shines upon forever hidden skin sickly proud of the destruction its causing
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
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