Thunderstorm
You were a thunderstorm,
destroying everything
on your path,
and not planning
to stop anytime soon.
An unknown rage
was guiding you,
towards places
you have never been before.
I was the sun,
when you were gone,
i tried to lit up the world again.
I was the wind,
the soft breeze
people longed for,
after a long time
of having the feeling
of being suffocated
by captivity.
I was everything
you were not.
But somehow,
we still attracted eachother.
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Sweetened daydreams
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