The perfect storm.

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You came rolling in & I knew from the start this would be no good for the heart. But when your rain came pouring down I did not run for shelter, instead I reached for your hand and planted my feet firmly on the ground as your gusts of wind ripped and pulled at me.

You are a hurricane but within your disastrous intentions I saw something so beautifully dark. Many would run from it, I ran towards it.

Watching you swallow up everything in your path, including me.

Your violent destruction, your unpredictability, your changing of direction..I willingly drowned in your chaos.

But every storm must come to an end, & as I watched you silently pass by leaving nothing behind but ruins, I couldn't help but smile;

..for I now know how to weather the perfect storm.

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