A Brand New Story!
Bellicose clouds of pain
In her heart's sky
Eclipse the sun every now and then
The mind darkens,
The eyes rain!
Squall of emotions
Tempest of thoughts
Devastatingly uprooted
The trees of airy-fairy amour!
Calm after the storm!
As the ground lay ravaged,
The sun appears tearing the
Bosom of the firmament.
The puddles would dry,
The leaves glisten,
The birds would chirp,
Heralding a new day
Sing songs of new glory,
Shhh, listen!
Life is ready to script
A brand new story.
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