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    Thunder in my head

    Lightning struck my heart

    My knees begin to quiver

    My body starts to shiver

    Is this the time to meet my great giver

    Is this the time for my soul to deliver

    My time goes away as my sins start to hinder

    What is the purpose for this great endeavor

    Meaning do we actually have forever

    Love is the question to be asked

    Hate is quite the task

    Tornado in my mind

    Spinning through the time

    Trying to find the time to be feeling fine

    Tonight we dine

    In the solitude of our desires

    We live life spinning our tires

    Consumed by out of control fires

    Burnt to a crisp

    We can see right through the liars

    Now I can feel the anger of the ocean

    Living in this constant motion

    Fear of the same devotion

    Love is the solution

    Fear the devils pollution

    Hate is the restitution

    Now I have come to this resolution

    Put down the knife of contusions

    Go away from the illusions

    Seek the great diffusion

    Thunder in my head

    Tornado in my heart

    This life begins to shatter

    On the inside it rips apart

    Why is it that this life has matter

    Feelings fly away Feelings Die away

    But, one thing remains a constant

    Time does not end

    Time does not befriend

    What is the message to send

    Live free and never give in

    Live free and live to love

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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