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The shrieking and the clashing.
And the rain that is dashing.
The thunder that hits the ground fast.
Soon for you to know, it might be your last.
Watch the pitter and the patter of the rain.
As storms are glorious and not so called "lame".
The condensation and fog that appears on the glass.
And the beautiful rainbow that appears last.
Storms are not bad.
They just tend to make children sad.
As the heavy loud bang.
Is just the lightning that sang.
Don't be scared
Just sit there and be prepared,
For the wonderful storm that is ahead.
As that storms are no more to be said.
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Heavy Hearts And Fragile Minds
Poetry[Highest Rank: #177]Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. It is often heard as an echo but also hidden as a secrete waiting to be untold. So keep your eyes open because whatever you can see might inspire yo...
