ok this is by my friend Anna and I wanted to post it because it's really really good and I'm proud of her and I love her
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her mind was a storm
every drop of rain, someone's words
every strike of lightening, the pain she felt
every crack of thunder, an instant reminder
some people loved to play in the rain
much like how some people liked to play with her head
with each word spoken, every drop of rain,
she'd get more and more wet
to the point where she was no longer standing straight up
the water, the words, were to heavy for her to handle
it broke her down
she was afraid of storms
at night when the lightening stuck and the thunder cracked
she stayed awake, unable to sleep through the storm
she'd wake up the next morning
like every time, like nothing had happened
memories of last nights storm, barely evident
but still there
the rain drops still fell, and the thunder still cracked
but she'd play on as if it hadn't happened
she'd continue as if it was sunny, she was sunny
but the clouds of her mind had cleared, for now
she knew, that later that night, the dark clouds would roll in
the thunder would crack
the lightning would strike
and the raindrops would fall
breaking her
hurting her
scaring her
more and more
until the damage was too much
and the once sturdy roof
would cave in
