Storm Paul

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My name is Storm Paul. I am a young writer who has found a strong influence through Edgar Allan Poe. As a young child when I was 8 years old, my father passed away. Year after year, my life seemed to be defined by that one instance. I became a deep thinker and a dark writer. My 12th grade Math class is where I used to do the majority of my writing. The topics in the class were simple on top of the fact that the teacher was unbearable.)

The Best Poem Of Storm Paul

Tear Drops

Right before her eyes,
Her hope flies and dies,
The tear drops drip and dry.
Her heart stops.

Ivy glistening,
The trees are listening.
Her final word,
Went unheard.

“Lullaby”

She cried,
As her final tears
Dripped and dried.
She cries no more.
Lying lifeless on the floor.

On the altar of her love,
She dedicated her life.
It was all a shame,
Hers was ended by a knife.

Her blood falls on lies,
That tears and blood will fix their lives.
Her ritual got her no where,
Only among those lost in despair.

Forever they are together,
As if weaved into a tether.
She so gracefully fell,
From her lonesome of heaven,
To be with her love in hell.

Under their eyes,
Their tears will never die,
Even in the end together
They will be forever.

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