iStorm

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

My true feelings on how I feel at home. I love my parents dearly but they just don't understand.

I am a storm with powerful winds, heavy rain and loud thunder but I'm never heard. I've been here for 17 years but I get treated like a rainy day. I cry heavy rains to where you can't see but still I'm ignored. You can hear me shout my thunder for miles but yet I'm still ignored. I wish to be freed from my oppression but I bound by chains. My winds want to travel and be with other storms but they cannot leave our area. I want to go spend time with other storms but when that time comes I'll no longer be a storm, no, I'll shall be the result. A wondrous new day.


Submitted: May 28, 2012

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Tree Stump

lol this sucks

Mon, May 28th, 2012 4:43pm

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Liyah vs Leyah

Thanks for your opinion(:

Mon, May 28th, 2012 4:51pm

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