The Perfect Storm
Watch as tidal waves collide against
the surface of the shore
similar to how a heart breaks when
it begins to implore......
wailing vast in the open sea is a torrent of
rage disguised as our own devastation...
Looming under darken skies
is the impending sorrow and where it
chooses to hide as our worlds collide.
Navigating through the rough and violent rogue
is the journey in us that takes it toll.....
wandering without a compass to places
we've never thought to go....
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