Stormy Me
It's the Stormy me
You don't want to encounter
I won't repent to uproot anything
That blocks my way.
Scathing silver like, I slash across
With no mercy to the blow
I will hurt you
If you cross my road.
The racing madness
Stops at no turns
This is no good luck horse shoe
Avoid getting trampled.
I have displayed all warning signs
Be aware
I don't care
If I am pissed off!!!!





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