"Dad's on a hunting trip
And he hasn't been home in a few days"
A seemingly-harmless statement
That started their wild chase
The two estranged brothers
Off to find their missing father
"I'll help, just this one time, okay?"
The younger said that day
And though hesitantly, reluctantly
The older had no choice but to agree
But little did both brothers know
That this was the starting rupture
That would throw both their lives
Into the craziest, most dangerous adventures.
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To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)
PoetrySupernatural poems that I write when all the: -massive emotional damage -overwhelming crack -severe obsession -rare inspiration -demon possessing me is too much to handle. 50% feels, 50% crack, 100% trash. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! ××× ...
