In this storm, I call it me.
Fallen heros, only breathe.
Laughter surpasses anything I do.
Love me at my worse, then love me true.
Dig inside my pitied heart.
Watch the edges, very sharp.
I count each tick on my clock.
Watch the lightning, thunder shock.
Now creep behind me very slow.
Watch the dangers start to grow.
I live through storms and run through rain.
I am my own master of suffering pain.
©terrylin53
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