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thoughts again..coherent and not so much

Submitted:Jul 16, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   

There is a storm within my soul

It's dark and it's foreboding

I find myself caught in its thralls

And its wrath is just unfolding.

Rain and wind and sleet and hail

Plague my troubled skies

And as the raindrops drench my heart

My teardrops synchronize.

I find it hard to find the source

Of my gloomy situation

With panic in my stormy eyes

I scream in desperation.

And as I fight to find some light

The darkness presses on

And before I see it going…

My life, my soul, is gone.


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