A fierce gush of winds heavily sweeping across town.
Everyone is rushing before the down pour comes around.
Worried looks on everybody's faces
unitedly together entwined into an embrace
Darkness is slowly becoming their weakness.
powerless minds break into confessions.
A bleak mere thought turns into obsessions.
Whether this rain fall turns into a storm.
Merciless warriors will feel torn.
A survivor or not, everyone will feel the pain.
When down comes a mountain of rain.
The storm will.hit my place or yours
Either way, agitation they will.feel like a rose through broken thorns..
©terrylin53
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