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Hurricane

by caitlin-cacciatore

I am a hurricane, Bottled, All roaring, blind rage And swirling, soaring highs. I destroy, I make the waters rise up Like Noah’s Flood, And I won’t tell you Not to be scared. I am the genie, Freed, And I promise Never to take an oath I won’t break. I lie, And play games You don’t know the rules to, And I’m the one who’ll tell you – Be unafraid. Come; Let me show you my world, Let yourself get swept away. You wished for me; Here I am.
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27 / Cisgender Female
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Written by
caitlin-cacciatore
27 / Cisgender Female
Published
Jul 4, 2016
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You can find more of my poetry at caitlincacciatore.wordpress.com

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