The sun
The rain
The ocean
The clouds
Ferocity
Passion
Love
Thought
those beautiful things
they hurt the most
they burn, dehydrate, and blind us
they flood the land, and drown our people
they carry diseases, spread blights, batter our shores
they electrify us with their crashing waves
they **** ****** and maim
they ******* mutilate, and ****
they break, batter, and wound
they incapacitate, wrong, and hurt us
our mind, our bodies, our souls
they are malicious
they are pain
they are life
Feb 27, 2012
Feb 27, 2012 at 5:42 PM UTC
The sun
The rain
The ocean
The clouds
Ferocity
Passion
Love
Thought
those beautiful things
they hurt the most
they burn, dehydrate, and blind us
they flood the land, and drown our people
they carry diseases, spread blights, batter our shores
they electrify us with their crashing waves
they **** ****** and maim
they ******* mutilate, and ****
they break, batter, and wound
they incapacitate, wrong, and hurt us
our mind, our bodies, our souls
they are malicious
they are pain
they are life
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