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A Crack in the Sun

I feel a storm in my gut

It tosses and tumbles and groans against the waves

Clouds kick and thrash without the wind

Rain thick and fierce flies up

Impossibly drawn to my voice, my foggy head

My hands tighten to hold back the thunder

And lightening, oh light stings my mouth and eyes

From icy toes a deep anger resonates

Rough soles flash fury and singe my ears

I will not be cruel, I have known heartache

What I give I have received

This rain is nothing to a crack in the sun

With my storm came hammer and chisel

And now, for what you make me break, ache

You’ve given me a dull rolling hate

Pulsing and breathless a torrent on my sea

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liz-anne
American
Published
Jul 3, 2012
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