By rose*petal
Date: 15 April 2001
The storm .
Sunshine, your smile brings warmth
The clouds, your soft touch
The blue skies, as clear as the truth in your heart
But
As
The
Storms
Come
In
The black clouds, your violent pupils swell
The wild wind blows, your voice sweeps over me
And
My
Tears, falling on my lap
Cleansing, the fears away like rain falling down
As I tremble, like thunder going through me,
You slap me, the lightning hits
It
Hurts
So
Much
Nevertheless, it will be o.k.
The rain will stop soon
And it will be sunny again!
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