The twins fly though the sky then they are gone in a flash.
The crackle behind them laughing at the destruction.
They can split a tree right in half.
Then laugh at their destruction, once again.
There they are again, soring though the sky.
This time they brought a friend.
The way they are twisted and mean,
Makes people flee in sight.
Beware of these cruel twisted twins.
For they are a force not to be ignored.
If you meet them.
I suggest, to run and hide.
For once they hit you.
You shall never wake again.
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Poetry
RandomSo I wrote some random poems and decided to put them on here, alot of them I wrote after my grandfather died so some of them refer to him. But yeah... here you go. I'm going to say it's completed because basically it's just a bunch of poem's I've wr...
