The Storm
It was so horribly perfect
The clouds turned as dark
As my thoughts
The wind shook everything
To match the quivering
Of my lip
The rain poured down
As hard and as quickly
As the tears from my eyes
I could finally get a good picture
Of what was happening
Inside my head
I watched the storm
Threaten to destroy everything
In it's path as I thought
'How fitting'
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