Do you hear the storm
Yes I don't like it
Thunder matching my thoughts
Raw and unprocessed
Deafening me with their screams
It's just a storm baby, let it pass you
Don't let it immerse itself in your head
Let it wash away whatever pains you
Raindrops beating on the window
Matching my heartbeat
Naked, bare, brutal
Unable to feel you any longer
Watch the storm brew stronger
Watch it sweep us both away
Valerie Masters
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