Storm

Folder: 
Hurt

My storm came

Without warning 

Ruining my life's work

Taking everything I cherished 

It did not hesitate to break me

It came strongly 

And violently erupted everything I built

It was selfish 

Jealous of my success 

It did not listen to my pleas of mercy

Only wanting to shatter my soul

It destroyed what I loved

Leaving me with the broken pieces

 

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