As the thunder thuds against the wall of darkness,
Scorching pain blazes beneath my veins.
I can't contain the tears trickling down the window of fears.
The wind wiggles like a roaring storm,
But the shards of broken silence whispered its lightning sound of hope.
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The Cry Of The Lost Heart
PoésieThis is the cry of my soul, the cry of my lost heart. (completed)
