I wait to
come alive
in raging
storms
when
lightning
blisters the dark
velvet nights
and songs
of thunder
course
through
my veins
come alive
in raging
storms
when
lightning
blisters the dark
velvet nights
and songs
of thunder
course
through
my veins
They said be gentle, that someone was unnecessarily rough and broke their heart. They said be gentle, that their cheeks still glisten with s...
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