Storm of Fears
A gray sky, a pool of tears,
A hurricane, a storm of fears.
A strong wind, a love of old,
The story's ancient, the pain is cold.
A broken cry, a tortured wail,
The fight continues, the pain prevails.
A small hope, a beacon of light,
You pull me forward, a candle in the night.
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