True Wrath
A volcano erupts a vicious fury,
Engulfing endless existence.
Eradicating and sending to oblivion,
Any structure of shallow resistance.
A tornado sweeps away in rages;
Defenses collapse amongst themselves.
Brittle barricades encase the fallen shards,
Of true manifestations of ourselves.
A storm devastates everything in its path;
Invincible means completely nothing.
As with the shadows of the past,
Emptiness stands in place of something.
A life is depicted by these events,
A previously shattered essence.
But now not even these occurrences,
Can eliminate the lingering of your presence.
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