the sun was always in her eyes,
the moon far behind.
but she heard a storm coming,
and that's when she started running.she ran away from a potential storm,
but she was held captive in a hurricane's arms.
she was pressurised to conform,
and to follow the evacuation alarm.her rock was no longer strong,
it was tested by the ocean's tides.
she didn't think she could last long,
she was starting to have a blurry sight.her realities soon became imaginary,
she was awakened by something so scary.
she wondered how life could be so brutal,
when it was once so subtle.+++
A/N:
picture above was taken a few days ago by yours truly. for all you confused people, it was sunrise and not sunset. it was beautiful regardless.
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