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I love storms. They drag me in, Without knowing what the outcome will be. Dark, Thunder, Rainy storms. The clouds gather in the eyes, The rain accumulates and begins to fall, As the thunder rumbles from your mouth. I love you, But you are my personal hurricane.
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Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
My Personal Hurricane
I love storms. They drag me in, Without knowing what the outcome will be. Dark, Thunder, Rainy storms. The clouds gather in the eyes, The rain accumulates and begins to fall, As the thunder rumbles from your mouth. I love you, But you are my personal hurricane.
def not my best, but just something quick I wrote!
marissa123
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Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 4:03 AM UTC
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