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Heart of a Storm
Thunder tore apart the air... Shards of rock split... Lightning flashed across the sky The clouds ,all lit The wind ,howling by The black clouds scudded across, driven by the wind before them The lightning... Like an angry whip Cracked and burned Through the night Like a lover spurned Like a lover lost The rock split The air burned The lightning twisted and turned An angry light .. Flickered here Flickered there Like a lover spurned The lightning struck here The lightning struck there Shards of rock filled the air Monstrous black clouds passed through, in an angry heart too For, it burned... Like a lover spurned The black clouds Passed through Leaving a pale moon, whose light fell on me too All this in my heart too... all churned, where the lightning burned, through and through The angry light, Extinguished... Replaced by a pale moon, that fell on me The blood flowed Deep rich red, in a storm The lightning... The light that bled In a heart bestowed Storms abate.... The one in my heart Still aches.... With the storms I make
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