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Storms Inside
Storms Inside It's not easy to cry, to shead a single tear To allow such vulnerability to appear But once you start you cant seem to stop You've just unlocked your emotional block. A storm suddenly erupts, Darkness interrupts your blue skies, No more luminous light on the horizon, Emotion explodes compromising. Rainstorms of sobs can pour down, Like fine rain that soaks and drowns, Thoughts whirl through your mind, Like the crashing winds whin, Making it impossible to construe, The eye of the storm, That is now consuming you. We have no control over mother nature, Nor her storms she inflicts with such danger. Emotional storms internal conflicts, That we try to block with walls of bricks Can also be uncontrollable without a fix, All it takes is a single tear to prick. Crying can help it can relieve stress, Like a storm cloud once pressed, Finally clearing the pained dark air, Leaving a fresh clear atmosphere.
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