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Nov 2017
We were on the verge of something great
And just as I thought we were absolutely untouchable,
It all came crumbling down.
My heart had just experienced a volcanic eruption.
My uncontrollable rage was tearing down buildings by the minute.
My sad brown eyes cried for days,
Resulting in frightening tsunamis that wiped out cities without hesitation.
Suddenly, everything became perfectly still.
And through it all, you remained untouched by the raging storm.
A disaster waiting to happen
Secret Whispers
Written by
Secret Whispers  25/F/United States
(25/F/United States)   
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     Glassmuncher, Medusa, J M and Fix
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