Playing Innocent


You're like a hurricane of bad news, 

but I had have you,

everything about you had me going crazy,

but you're too much for me to handle,

like a foreceful wind,

you've thrown me to the ground,

dazed, confused, and out of control,

I dont know whats happening,

and just like that,

you have stolen a part of me, 

and like a crushing tornado,

you ripped right through me,

and now,

I'm stuck in this fog of who I was,

and who I will be,

you left me in the most destructive way possible,

and now,

I realize why they name storms after people.


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