The Storm

It's raining again, and heart roars like the never ending storm…
Dying to tell the truth, how I really feel, but
these damn clouds block my view of the moon. I miss it's beauty. Why
won't this storm end? Why won't these clouds pass? I love the moon,
but my feelings will never reach it as long as this storm rages on. I
can't feel your light with dark clouds in my path.

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