i just don't feel like blogging so i'm just going to type something that u might understand.
When he comes,
It's like a wave of Calvary,
an undying swarm,
crushing your last hope.
The sense of helplessness,
it overpowers everything,
leaving nothing,
but Barren sorrow.
I falter in comparison,
height, age, and probably wisdom,
I fight this losing battle,
hoping for a miracle to be won.
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