The wind picks up
and my mind slows down
a flag flaps in the breeze
and I stand motionless
a clap of thunder echos across the sky
and my lips are pursed in silence
I feel the first raindrop
and you turn from me for the last time
The storm breaks
and so do I
and my mind slows down
a flag flaps in the breeze
and I stand motionless
a clap of thunder echos across the sky
and my lips are pursed in silence
I feel the first raindrop
and you turn from me for the last time
The storm breaks
and so do I
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