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by abandonedmistake Jun 6, 2008
Life, society /
The wind blows and the trees sway.
The Clouds grow darker by the minute.
It starts to thunder and lightning strikes.
The wind whistles and tells me that I'm never gonna make it!
Still the storm rages on and my worries increase.
And suddenly a quiet calm surrounds the atmosphere.
And thats when i realize that i won't make it.