brokenwings77 (brokenwings77) wrote in writers_in_dark,
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Storm

A storm is brewing
I can sense it
Growing

I feel the first raindrop
From the storm
A tear brimming in my eye
It spills over
Courses down my cheek

The storm begins
The rain falls
My tears pour
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