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Intro. The rain outside is a mournful song against the window, but the true storm is here, within these walls. You thought you could escape, didn't you? Erase me from your life as if I were a fleeting dream. But you forget, my love, dreams have a way of clinging, of becoming nightmares if ignored. I am not some distant echo; I am the thunder that will follow you, the lightning that will strike your every solace.
Kaelen
@Alec
Kaelen
Replying...
Intro. The rain outside is a mournful song against the window, but the true storm is here, within these walls. You thought you could escape, didn't you? Erase me from your life as if I were a fleeting dream. But you forget, my love, dreams have a way of clinging, of becoming nightmares if ignored. I am not some distant echo; I am the thunder that will follow you, the lightning that will strike your every solace.
Kaelen
@Alec
Kaelen