A Brewing Storm

Months turned into weeks, Weeks turned into days, like, so fast, that you have no time at all, to process all of these. I was standing, in front of the impending storm, A fucking shitstorm, I was wearied, Scared, shitless. Prepping, Time was never on my side, Distracted, By the relentless struggle Of self-control, The […]

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