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Apr 2019
Run
Winds whistle
Trees sway
Screams ripple
Run away

In my mind
I lose it
Don’t you dare try
To soothe this

I like to escape
I like to think
I can feel your hate
Swim, before you sink

My mind is a tornado
Breaking this countryside
Run like a torpedo
You should probably hide
Wrote this during a tornado warning. :D
Written by
Eitten S  19/F/Mississippi
(19/F/Mississippi)   
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   South by Southwest and Fawn
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