Storms
6/30/2014
One minute the seas are calm and steady,
the next I'm over board- not even ready.
I look kinda average- just a girl that you may see,
but if you glance within my eyes- terror will arise in thee.
For I am a stormy gale,
My lightening is a Fascination- to your coffin it's the nail.
With a single glimpse of my storm,
you'll be swimming in vivid nightmares- completely lorn.
I would run- if i were you,
So i don't get caught in my vast stormy brew.
So pass me by,
and go live your life!
Copyright © Gracelyn Mims | Year Posted 2014
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