In sadness, I will watch from afar as the rain cleanses away the pain from which it came.
In anger, I consume all that gets in my way like a tornado, hurricane...
In excitement, I play with the lightning, the thunder, but it creates a reminder of such loneliness, and makes me realize why the rain is falling in the first place. The raindrops become my tears.
I long for the day for when my eternal soulmate; split soul, reenters my existance...for that would be the creation of the true perfect Storm.
The loneliness conquers me, even as I am surrounded by oh so many beings, feeling like a tree surrounded by a forest, that falls and still noone hears.
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