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Dec 2012
I hope tomorrow never dies
Even though I'm tired of today.
Like seasons life is always changing
A little better a little worse
Yet never expecting the storm.
It rages with strong emotions
The wind howls out of pain
And the lightning strikes silently,
And all is calm until the thunder hits,
A car crash it is loud and unexpected
All the way to your bone you can feel it
As if it is your bone itself breaking
A terrifying sound for most it is
Yet some listen to it peacefully
Bcuz they no the storm is almost over
They look to the shining future
Unlike we who can only see the present
How I await for the storm to be over.
Jay Bryant
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