I live inside a storm
cloud violent thundering
loud and lightning blue
and crackling the cold
rain falls on the
back of my neck
where you rest your
hand and whisper
that you love me
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I live inside a storm
cloud violent thundering
loud and lightning blue
and crackling the cold
rain falls on the
back of my neck
where you rest your
hand and whisper
that you love me
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