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Tears In the Storm
A single teardrop holds so much emotion So much that it seems I am drowning in it. Stealing my breath away, threatening to Strangle the very life out of me. These emotions I feel Are raging deep inside my soul Filling each teardrop with so much emotion It is like a raging sea trapped inside of a raindrop. Here I stand a midst the storm, Each raindrop rolling down my face, mingling with the saltiness of my own tears. Unable to distinguish one from the other. I am momentarily blinded by the flash and clap of lightening I cry out for help but my screams are muted by the deafening roar of the thunder that follows The hurricane devastating the land around me Seems to pale in comparison to fierceness and severity of my inner storm. But as with all storms This dreadful hurricane that surrounds me and the destructive typhoon that rages within will also pass. There is always a light at the end of the tunnel. A rainbow at the end of the storm There is always that small spark of hope that will come rescue me from this devastation. I will go on until the clouds become darkened and heavy and can no longer hold onto the emotion that is like a raging sea trapped inside a raindrop A tear that will roll down my face Only to be lost within the storm once more.
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