Storm


Like a tornado that came and wiped everything out…. Turn us around and put us on a completely different route…
Like a stack of cards everything just start
Crashing down.
Hoping and praying someone how things can turn around…
Shooting daggers through the heart…
Questioning every…like how did this all start…
Pulled in different directions….
I feel turn apart….
Even when the storm settled the damage
Was already there…
Rinsed away all the good times that we shared…
Changes started something has taken control…
Complete three sixty what ever it is has a tight hold.

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