Your like a storm. I see the tornado and I run. You suck me into your trap. When the flood hit I remember running for shelter with the fear of drowning in you. You were there to hold my head underwater. When the thunder was coming down I was on a walk. The thunder followed me, hitting me with every breathe I took. When the hurricane hit I had no where to go. I drove and drove, and when I came back I realized I have lost everything. Did I escape the storm? Will the storm follow me? It will destroy everything in its path. It will eventually destroy me. You will destroy me.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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