"We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellation...
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If you were a storm what would your name be? maybe you should leave that up to me or the rest of the world to decipher how you'll be portrayed throughout history
Well, If you were a storm I wonder if before you were unleashed you would meditate trying to create some form of unnatural peace or see no need to hesitate with empty illusions before the inevitable destruction and confusion
Let it rain
If you were a storm with all your rains and wind all your flying scattered debris your forest fires your hailstones your deafening tones your thunder and lightening would it concern you that folks found you frightening?
*shakes head*
If you were a storm I'd look you in the eye ask if you ever sit quietly and cry do you feel misunderstood ever wish that you could be the calm song before... you, came along
Hmm
If you were a storm I'd name you 'Fierce' cause you mean what you say you don't come to play they'd report on the news 'storm Fierce arrived today' and though many wished you'd go away I wouldn't, I'd stand at the shore as you skipped away across the ocean I'd shout 'don't go, come back...
