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Withered The Storm
You were this horrible dark cloud
That came rushing in
disguised as the sunshine
Just with a slight dim
You spread Ray's of lies all over me
Washing me with a fairytale
That would soon end tragically
When the truth was discovered
You began to thunder loudly
Making rippling BOOMS
That shook my entire body
You may have rainbows on you
But your not my pot of gold
Having issues standing
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Monday 23rd November 2020 3:36 am
Always
When tears run down your cheeks
When your heart seems cold
And the world seems bleak
When life seems so hard to face
When life brings you to your edge
That moment you start to break
When you feel you cant handle anymore
The pain inside wont subside
The Inner voices beginning to roar
Know that ill be there for you
To wipe away those tears that shed
holding you clos...
Sunday 22nd November 2020 8:39 pm
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