High winds
Rain
Lightning flash
Thunder crash
I love a good storm
Just sit back and watch it work
The is a certain calm to it
Even though it looks like chaos
After the rain
After the storm
Grass grows
And there is an almost sweet smell in the air
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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