Distressed

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Watching as the storm clouds,

Swirl around in chaotic motions,

Like the chaotic thoughts,

Blackened and swirl around my head,

A disastrous tornado,

Tears apart homes,

Like you tore my heart,

The destruction can be fixed,

But that tornado will never be forgotten.

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