Stormchaser, so they call me
but little do they know
I’m the freaking storm, itself
I breathe hurricanes
I spit tidal waves
my voice roars like a thunder
and the lightnings
are my excess prowess
I am a storm
but little do they know
what I’m capable of
Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 3:44 AM UTC
Stormchaser, so they call me
but little do they know
I’m the freaking storm, itself
I breathe hurricanes
I spit tidal waves
my voice roars like a thunder
and the lightnings
are my excess prowess
I am a storm
but little do they know
what I’m capable of
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