Who cares if I lose the war
Who cares if I'm gone too far
Who cares if the world is ending
Who cares if I'm already dying
Who cares if the angels fall
Who cares if the demons prevail
Who cares if the monsters roll
Who cares if have to go to hell
I wouldn't give any shits at all
If my brother's in danger or trouble
Those are just stupid things, it seems
When all I care about is saving him.
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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! ××× ...
