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high speed winds, hail, flying debris. a rotation in the sky like the one in my chest. trees falling down. lightning striking the earth. pounding thunder keeping my heart alive. the storm inside of me is calmed by the storm outside of me. damaging winds. busted windows. everything is strewn all about. I’m not alone. this place is a mess. I’m falling apart. this storm is dangerous. I play with fire.
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:33 AM UTC
inner conflict
high speed winds, hail, flying debris. a rotation in the sky like the one in my chest. trees falling down. lightning striking the earth. pounding thunder keeping my heart alive. the storm inside of me is calmed by the storm outside of me. damaging winds. busted windows. everything is strewn all about. I’m not alone. this place is a mess. I’m falling apart. this storm is dangerous. I play with fire.
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:33 AM UTC
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