Winter Will Be Here Soon -- Study hard as finals approach...


 
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The Storm

 

Nature's tears, the pounding rain,
 
Cruelly mimic my resounding pain.
 
Opaque clouds conceal her soul,
 
But mine is open, a bottomless hole
 
That never heals, can never be cured,
 
Love dies inside, so rest assured
 
I shall no longer flood the land
 
With endless droplets wiped by hand.
 
Wait! Suddenly the horizon brightens,
 
Hope and fear in my heart heightens.
 
The myth of the clouds with the silver lining
 
Breaks the spell that was once confining,
 
For now I feel my spirits rise
 
As nature herself answers my cries.
 
No longer shall I mope and mourn,
 
For he has mended my heart that was torn.
 



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