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Thunderstorm Of Abuse

The wheel of disaster
Spins uncontrollably
Landing upon a force
Unknowingly

Thunder speaks
Words of distress
That signal this wrath
May never come to rest

The trees dance
As the wind roars
And the raging storm
Knocks on my door

All bad things run out
At some point in time
But today is not the day
When peace reaches your mind



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