Ever since he was a child
A thunder has been screaming wild.
A tantrum brings him to the shores
Of calmness. Even though he still feels lost.
Quiet demon of Demise
Has never tried to sympathise
With the ones who have been wrecked
And the ones who crave for their endless thirst to end.
The Outcast
© Copyright: Тихонов Александр Викторович, 2021
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