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Thunderstorms
I love thunderstorms
the howling wind forcing the trees into a
ruthless dance
threatening to break
branch after branch
the broken, crying clouds
makes me feel less alone
in fact, their teardrops stain my soul
with love and hope
and the sudden dark sky
seems to brighten the darkness inside
of me
The bellowing thunder is the earth screaming
out of anger and fear
and the deafening strikes
silence
the voices in my head
and those clawing evil things
always teasing me from within
halts their pursuit, their hatred
in comparison to a thunderstorm,
I feel much less torn
© Isabella Greeff
the howling wind forcing the trees into a
ruthless dance
threatening to break
branch after branch
the broken, crying clouds
makes me feel less alone
in fact, their teardrops stain my soul
with love and hope
and the sudden dark sky
seems to brighten the darkness inside
of me
The bellowing thunder is the earth screaming
out of anger and fear
and the deafening strikes
silence
the voices in my head
and those clawing evil things
always teasing me from within
halts their pursuit, their hatred
in comparison to a thunderstorm,
I feel much less torn
© Isabella Greeff
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