Hurricane Men, Thunderstorm Boys


I shall evermore remember the way the wind howled
as you broke my soul
for what time
I've lost count
I will need to learn not to fall for beautiful, disastrous boys
though I learn I will forever yearn for the mess they bring
I love hurricane men and thunderstorm boys
because I think that I have no other choice
I live in this mantra of me destroying myself
because I think that's what I deserve
it's my sentence it seems
to have my heart ripped out of my chest
In my perilous journey
I stomp on only to fall into faulty arms once again

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