My Storm

by Hannah M.   May 11, 2005


Lightning in the night
like the pain of my life
Rain on the ground
like the blood on this knife

Thunder in the air
like the screams I let out
The storms almost over
it's too late to doubt

Loud, whistling winds
like the gasping for breath
Clearing with a rainbow
like the end and my death

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