Downpour fills every pocket on the road,
and glossed over impetuous scorn.
As raindrops glint past my eyes,
what fear…
is felt to hellacious storms.
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Softens (Pseudonym) (
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A picture that also in metaphor explains the effects of many storms emotional as well. A fave
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