Storm

by CânnâBîsh   Jun 3, 2018


She was like a brutal storm.

Not much about her brought any warmth.

She destroyed everything in her path.

In the end,
she always got the last laugh.

Not just anyone can tame her.

It takes some one special.

She's been through to much in her past.

She's been to hail (hell) and back.

The sun doesn't shine like her frown never smiles

She runs away every chance she gets.

Not counting down the miles.

She won't rest until she's dead.

Which will be only for a while.

Because deep inside down in her core, its peaceful.

The view isn't bad and the chaos is slim.

She just can't imagine,
A storm without him..

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