Cycle of horror

Now once again I find myself

in this terrible predicament

a weight of the world

on my sloping shoulders

pulse banging hard and fast

shivering breath and pearls of sweat

three times of every year

this cycle of horrific fear

one of the those repeating event

I need to find my wife a present

One down, two to go. Ha de Gött!

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  1. I had absolutely no idea where this was going – wonderful twist. Good luck!

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  2. hahaha; a familiar predicament 🙂

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