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My storm of heartbreak
I feel the salty rain drops cascade down my cheeks
 I watch as gravity drops them onto my hand
 That is clutching the warm metal hanging on a fraying string around my neck
 My eyes blur trying to hold the rain in
 But it fails and the rain drops fall
 They slwoly sink into my skin and disappear
 All the pain and sorrow being absorbed
 I hear the thunder breaking through
 My ears cringe at the sound of it
 The choked back girlish scream that is accompanied by a sob 
 Sounds through out the black sky
 The heart break rings out through it 
 Red lightning strikes against the pale white sky on my arm
 It strikes again and again
 Viciously engraving red into the snow white of the sky
 Slowly the anger in the lightning subsides and the thunder is silent
 The salty rain drops fall for a little longer
 Then my green clouds produce no more
 Finally the storm seems to have subsided
 But in relaity it is just raging inside me

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