Catastrophe

 

Catastrophe         Wailings ring out across the land, as tears stream from her face. And in her eyes it flashes, the fate of our race.      A whirlwind of frustrations. She rages in the deep. An evil storm brews within her, while mundanes cower and weep.      She cries out with great thunder. And is despised all around. Her rage is swallowed by darkness. Humans fear her sounds.      The earth screeches out her warning. We are to weak to survive.  Catastrophe is coming. And she'll take u dead or alive. 

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Becca Carroll

This is my first prom to actually post to the world so I'm not a Shakespeare or anything =) I wrote it because of the chaos going on around the world...this is, I'm my own words, what is going on. I hope you enjoyed!

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