Natural Disaster

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Your body is a natural disaster

A curse from the skies above

a whirlwind of unpredictability

Twisting and turning with violence

Spinning around and around

wanting to touch down

the scent of rain rides on the winds

The once blues skies turn gray

Fear rises in the hearts of the brave

and dread sinks down to our souls

Nowhere to run, only can hide

from the storm raging outside

♥ Angel ♥

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