The Thunder of Warrior Lover

i am the rain i am the desert
i am proper and i am Thunder
and i am Love __my Love.

Call when you need me (as you have)

Windows open and there is
a storm approaching like
a hurricane across the skies
to take my sick child. Come
God eat my uterus and heart.
I am so ashamed and cast you
aside. and send you to Hell.

Hell’s bells ring eternally


:: 01.29.2023 ::

:: 01.29.2023 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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