The Thunderstorm of His Mind
His heart was warm like the bright sky,
but was this all a lie?
His mind was a thunderstorm,
Deep thrashes of lighting,
Setting fire to the wind.
He smiled with such joy in his eyes,
But yet on the inside,
He slowly wanted to die.
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