How do you tell the people
Who see you as their sunshine
That you're really a hurricane
And just because you stand
In the eye of the storm
Doesn't mean you are free
From the destruction
Evacuate.
Cause I'm a category five
And you won't get out alive
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Paths: A collection of Poems and Short Stories
PoetryThese are poems and some short stories I have written over the years. Some are good, some are from a younger me. I have a deep love for poetry and I hope anybody who reads these poems and stories enjoys them as well.
