That Kind of Storm

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

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The thought weigh heavily in my head. Running from what lives right in my heart. Every morning I get up to fight another day...she still lives right there; she survives. She appears to be a storm, not the kind you run from. But the one you chase.

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Interesting...

  ·  7 years ago (edited)

Thank you

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