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i hate storms the calm before the rain giving a sense that everything will be okay then in a matter of minutes the clear sky turned into a whirlwind the thunder bangs on the windows of empty houses and the lightening strikes blinding everything in sight leaving people trapped stuck in their houses afraid to come outside afraid to face anything that could harm them but i haven't always hated storms and maybe i don't hate them now maybe i just hate you for proving that not everything would end up okay for making me feel empty like the windows on an empty house and for blinding me with love maybe i hate you because of the day when harm knocked on my door as you stormed into my house and made me realize we would never be okay maybe thats why i hate storms
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 2:07 PM UTC
storms
i hate storms the calm before the rain giving a sense that everything will be okay then in a matter of minutes the clear sky turned into a whirlwind the thunder bangs on the windows of empty houses and the lightening strikes blinding everything in sight leaving people trapped stuck in their houses afraid to come outside afraid to face anything that could harm them but i haven't always hated storms and maybe i don't hate them now maybe i just hate you for proving that not everything would end up okay for making me feel empty like the windows on an empty house and for blinding me with love maybe i hate you because of the day when harm knocked on my door as you stormed into my house and made me realize we would never be okay maybe thats why i hate storms
insanegh
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 2:07 PM UTC
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