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That thing called mist
Lets you know I exist
But when there's hail
I'm hiding every little detail
My emotions are a storm
Without any shape or form
They pour out like rain
Trying to get rid of the heavy pain
Sometimes they fall like snow
Gently telling you what I can't show
On occasion you see the sleet
Dropping messily when I'm beat
The thunder and lightning
Is sometimes frightening
But what I love the most; the fog
Hides everything like fire on a log.
- by cuts-and-scars |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/06/2010 |
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- Title: The Storm
- Artist: cuts-and-scars
- Description: It's about my emotions... Obviously, if you read it. I'd like to know if it was good or if I need to work on a few things.. If you don't like it, please be nice if your going to tell me as much. If you like it, feel free to check out my other stuff.
- Date: 09/06/2010
- Tags: storm
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- suiiciide_babyy - 09/25/2010
- i love it dont let any1 tell u diff nd dont change a think k itz beautefull
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