Wednesday, April 10, 2019

The Storm Inside

The real thunder is inside
Hidden secretly between
Layers of skin and muscles...
The rumbling and the lightining
That threatens the daily quietness of the neighborhood
Is nothing, compare with the storm inside...

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The Broken Glass

 Shattered in pieces Over the cold dark floor Lays like a broken glass Red pieces of my broken heart I had it broken many times before And m...