The Storm
I feel like a raging storm
As if my soul is on fire.
I feel consumed as if being destroyed
A part of me is alive, but a part of me is dying too.
But what part of me is dying?
As if my soul is on fire.
I feel consumed as if being destroyed
A part of me is alive, but a part of me is dying too.
But what part of me is dying?
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