The Storm
I want to cry with the raini want to run with the thunder
i want to fly with the lightning
i want to rage with the storm
i want the rain to wash away my pain
i want the thunder to carry away my problems
i love the storm
it is my relief
the storm is a powerful thing
it can be your friend in a time of need
or it can be an enemy
the storm is my friend
the thunder rolls
my heart beats faster
the rain pours down
my tears run down my face
the lightning flashes
you see my face for a brief second
the thunder rolls again
as it rolls a scream with all my heart
i cry all my tears
i let everything go
as the storm passes on
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