Storm blows thru my soul
Leaving me breathless
Taking my empty, turning it full
At time my storm is angered, rustling the halls of my mind
Howling around my heart
Other days he is gentle
Whispering softly in my head
Storm
He confuses me
I don't remember life without his winds
Too much time has gone by
My storm is always with me
Wrapping his arms around me as I sleep
Blowing thru my body and mind.
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