As the storm brews closer and the dark clouds and rumbles of thunder creep towards me , I lay on the ground as the grass brushes upon my skin, the wind blows my brunette ragged hair un controllably, and the ice cold feel of the wind freezes my body .
Laying still without making no sound as I gaze my eyes upon the stars , making me feel alive when I'm actually dead inside .
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When the rain pours down on me, washing away all my sins and bad thoughts inside my head . As if Gods tears cleanses my soul, I still refuse to move .
When the thunder and lighting pound the earth around me, I still feel no fear, or when the rain floods the ground I lay on and drenches my clothes and bathes my body, I still refuse to move. The wind howls around me making my white pale skin feel ice cold . I still refuse to move .
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