Natures wind blows hard
And nurture is not so sweet
Tornadoes brew
And volcanoes erupt
Yet nurture is still cold as the ice nature creates
A being lies still; corrupt.
Thunder clashes and the lightening follows
Wheres the middle ground?
Wheres my middle ground?
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 2:26 PM UTC
Natures wind blows hard
And nurture is not so sweet
Tornadoes brew
And volcanoes erupt
Yet nurture is still cold as the ice nature creates
A being lies still; corrupt.
Thunder clashes and the lightening follows
Wheres the middle ground?
Wheres my middle ground?
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