the storm

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the wind blows heavy as i silently weep
what once was right in front of me falling deep
into that pit
i wish for what once was
a sweet feeling of love
but all that is left, this torturous thing
i wish for one more chance,
one more moment, you here with me
i silently mourn
if wishes fell like rain, i certainly am a storm

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