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His Storm
He can't keep his secrets
and the thunder won't tell a soul.
So he talks to the wind,
tries to make Heaven understand.
Rain can't fall
as fast as he wants it to.
His blue eyes wont stop the storm,
no matter how badly
he wants them to.
He won't tell,
but he's waiting on the sun
and the blue sky he has
learned to miss.
Because the gray,
can't come close to describing him.
He doesn't understand why
Rain can't fall
as fast as he wants it to.
His blue eyes wont stop the storm,
no matter how badly
he wants them to.
He will yell at the setting sky,
not one glance at the sun to be his.
He will wish away the lightening.
And curse on at the rain.
Because through the storm,
noone can begin to describe him.
His color changes with the sky.
And he hates being gray.
Rain can't fall
as fast as he wants it to.
His blue eyes wont stop the storm,
no matter how badly
he wants them to.
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