The Most Imperfect Storm
words fly in the air like clouds
crashing together with thunder
feelings reach higher altitudes
rain fills my eyes with disbelief
lungs heavy
weighed down with words unsaid
dripping wet with emotions
swimming in yesterdays sorrows
waiting for the lightning that will awaken my freedom
the most imperfect storm
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