The boom of thunder cracks through the blue sky
Another child whimpers and cries.
Lighting dances through the night; Teenagers are robbed of their sight.
A blink of silver, slides and glides;
By then all colour has begun to die.
Soon, even the moon has no shine.
All the tears have started to dry;
Leaving none left to cry.
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Surprise!!! I'm not dead, and I actually posted:)))
I'm gonna try and get back into writing again and I'm a bit rusty so sorry if it's not all that great but I'm gonna try and make it better<3
So this is a bit of a old poem I wrote and I know it's short but I just felt like Sharing it.
-Allison xo <3
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