The storm
wails deep inside;
it slams against the walls
and threatens to overtake me.
I feel the ground begin to slip away;
it crumbles into the dark wind.
That wind crumbles me too.
I’ll not escape
the storm.
4-24-18
The storm
wails deep inside;
it slams against the walls
and threatens to overtake me.
I feel the ground begin to slip away;
it crumbles into the dark wind.
That wind crumbles me too.
I’ll not escape
the storm.
4-24-18
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