Lost in the Wind

by TattooedPierced   Dec 21, 2005

Freakish winds blow about as lightning bolts against the sky.
Thunder roars loudly in the clouds as darkness blinds thine eyes.
Not all who live are alive some happen to be dead inside.
those some tend to lie within the darkness trying to hide.
Hiding from something that may never come. What may be one day and what may not. Some happen to find life while others just wither away.


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