ONE DAY YOU WILL HEAR THE THUNDER AND REMEMBER ME. YOUR MIND WILL CATAPULT IN ONE STILL SECOND BETWEEN THE CRACK OF THUNDER AND FLASH OF LIGHTNING. WHEN THE SKY SUDDENLY BLEEDS CRIMSON. AND IN THAT MOMENT, YOU WILL THINK OF ME. HOW YOU TRIED TO TAME ME, TRIED TO TAKE MY FLAMING HEART TO STOP THE WIND FROM TAKING IT TO FLIGHT AND YOU WILL THINK BACK AND REALISE THAT I NEVER NEEDED TAMING. NO.
I WAS THE STORM. I WOULD LEARN TO TAME MYSELF.
ALL I NEEDED WAS A PLACE TO BE APPRECIATED.
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VENI VIDI VICI
Poetry"WE CAME WE SAW WE C O N Q U E R E D" Copyright © 2016 by heykalahari
