The Storm

The chaos of the Storm,
The howls of the wind.
Mother Nature wreaks havoc,
With no intentions of amends.

She roars through day,
Yet she she trembles all night.
The sounds of the storm,
Are what haunts me deep inside.

As the thunder slams the guilt,
The lightning flashes anger,
The scenes of past asundered,
All the shrieks in life, of danger.

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