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The Storm
It's hard to think that we are like the rain,
how we hold back our pain for as long as we can contain.
But when the moment of truth rips us apart
we are left gloomy and with a broken heart.
That's when the storm then will begin
and nothing for us seems to be set up to win.
Because when the storm comes, it follows after a darkness
that often leads we as people to be cold and heartless.
That's when we lose our hope
and makes us want to fly towards the rope.
To end the pain that the storm all started
and to regain how it feels to be warmhearted.
But the storm is more complicated than what everyone thinks
and just when we think it's over, the sun then again shrinks.
There's no point to fight the cold, gloomy storm
so let's all dance in the rain to accept how we are born.
We are born just like the rain.
We are taught to hold back our pain.
But sometimes down the way we tend to break
and everything is set out for us to suffer from a never ending quake.
