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We were like a dry


We were like a dry thunderstorm

You were the thunder to my light

My bursts were fast and blinding

You were loud and overpowering

Your voice sent me looking for cover

But still one after another we continued

All night long one after the other

To the point where we feed off each other

To some we were beautiful and mysterious

To me I knew how dangerous we really were

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