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Nov 2011
The darkness seaped through,
clouding the sun and my light,
And the storm begins.

And oh,
the rain falls and the drops
clear,
blur my vision and I see that,
The storm begins.

And oh,
the light is fading and I say
Goodbye to what I know,
for nothing will ever be the same,
because,
The storm begins.

And oh,
the darkness is consuming,
devouring my hope,
a sense of nostalgia overwhelms me,
because now all I have is a was, had
and all I can do is want, need
because the storm destroys.
Written by
Julia Smith
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