He has storms in his eyes
Earthquakes running on his mind
And hurricanes taking over his hands
His tears are like rain
Sweet and feather down on me
And I don't mind the taste of salt on my tongue
And the heavy thunderstorms on my skin
And if he ever drowns in the ocean
I would beg him to let me sink down with him.
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PoetryI sometimes feel too much and other times feel nothing at all. I'm either full of volcanoes or numbness, there's nothing in between.
