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Killer and The Storm Within...

The wind beat raindrops into spears
and threw them at his face
Caught by his dour expression
they ran down creases in a race

He found shelter in a darkened cave
soon had a fire going bright
Threw back his hood and stood
looking out at the stormy night

Steam rose from his sodden cloak
but he shivered still
The darkness held him closely
sucking at his will

Thoughts and emotions came swirling
he heard a wolf's mournful cry
His lonely heart showed memories
in the place behind his eye

It's gone, but not forgotten yet
maybe he never will
A place before the troubles
and when he learned to kill

A lonesome wail breaks the silence
a brother feels his soul
He howls back and listens
he hears a voice, with the thunder's roll

So familiar, the tone and tenor
it is his brother Gee
"How did I find you Killer?
you forget, it's you and me"

Sir Gee, if I could but grasp you
I'd end your sorry life
A bloody stain, I'd leave you here
but there's no flesh to use my knife"

You are my imagination, see
I've let you get away
I can't kill you like the others
but, I'll be rid of you someday

"No, never will that happen
for I'm with you 'till the end
I will never betray you
I am your best friend"

The ravens called and a bell did toll
the thunder-storm rolled past
Wolves kept howling, as he listened
and he fell asleep at last

The morning came, the sky was clear
and Sir Gee was gone
Killer woke and doused the fire
to be alone at dawn

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it is his brother Gee = your brother Gee

This is a great one Gee.
Love the ending..
Later,

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