I Am



Tears
Rain
Down
My cheek
My heartbeat...
The thunder
My pain...
The lightning
I am the storm


dana
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2 comments:

  1. Ah, a storm is thundering by as I read your poem. Stormy weather - inside your poem, and outside my abode. Lovely.

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