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Killer storm...
I hear thunder
From across the sky
While my life took a plunder
And I had many thoughts of why
Is this the very end?
Will we be bright down by a storm?
And will there be mercy to lend
In this stupid misinform?
I see lightening
From across the sky
Ever so frightening
But I still watch as it flashes by
I watch as it strikes all around me
And I think to myself "I'm not afraid"
But as reality checks in I see
That in the house I should have stayed
I smell the rain coming
From my right in the sky
It has yet to start humming
But I know that it will soon try
Maybe I should go to safety now?
No...I will wait a while first...
I just hope that I know how
To leave, considereding this was all unrehearsed
I feel the wind
Blowing from across the sky
Maybe I should send
Some type of reply
But before I have time
The wind sends a message of its own
Suddenly I'm covered in grime
And then I'm cowardly thrown
I now taste
The storms rage
And it seems like a waste
Of what is engaged
A question still floats in my mind...
What did I ever do?
Out of all of mankind
Why didn't the storm choose you?
From across the sky
While my life took a plunder
And I had many thoughts of why
Is this the very end?
Will we be bright down by a storm?
And will there be mercy to lend
In this stupid misinform?
I see lightening
From across the sky
Ever so frightening
But I still watch as it flashes by
I watch as it strikes all around me
And I think to myself "I'm not afraid"
But as reality checks in I see
That in the house I should have stayed
I smell the rain coming
From my right in the sky
It has yet to start humming
But I know that it will soon try
Maybe I should go to safety now?
No...I will wait a while first...
I just hope that I know how
To leave, considereding this was all unrehearsed
I feel the wind
Blowing from across the sky
Maybe I should send
Some type of reply
But before I have time
The wind sends a message of its own
Suddenly I'm covered in grime
And then I'm cowardly thrown
I now taste
The storms rage
And it seems like a waste
Of what is engaged
A question still floats in my mind...
What did I ever do?
Out of all of mankind
Why didn't the storm choose you?
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