as i lay here listening to the storm,
i can't help but to think of you
because in every way, it seems as though you are it
the rain, your essence
cold yet comforting
the lightning, your mood
bright and bold
the thunder, your words
loud and so very frightening
as i lay here and listen to the storm,
i can't help but to think of you
because in every way it comforts me, it frightens me,
just like you.
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