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The Storm From Hell

Contributed by givingin on Wednesday, 17th November 2004 @ 07:47:21 AM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



The storm is coming,
I hear the wind,
the demons are rising,
from the darkness within.

I see the wind,
as it blows through the tree’s,
the demons now run,
between the leaves.

Dark clouds now pass,
as they draw nearer,
my body is week,
and filled with fear.

This storm is not normal,
I hear the cries,
souls of redemption,
I now know why.

This storm is from hell,
come to take me away,
I know I won’t live,
to see the next day.

The wind moves through me,
steels my soul, makes no sound,
I now lay here dead,
on the icy cold ground.




Copyright © givingin ... [ 2004-11-17 07:47:21]
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Re: The Storm From Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by mysticpoet on Wednesday, 17th November 2004 @ 07:53:06 AM AEST
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This is a good write. Kinda scary, a chill ran through me!


Re: The Storm From Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 17th November 2004 @ 10:54:31 AM AEST
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big winds have always scared me but this just added a new reason to be scared of those ultimate storms now I have chills
a very great write
Michelle


Re: The Storm From Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 17th November 2004 @ 11:46:23 AM AEST
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deep and poweful, i too have chills after reading this,

takecare,
pixie xx


Re: The Storm From Hell (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 01:27:14 AM AEST
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Ahh I know about winds and this ill wind you have woven is a stormy one for sure.Good write.


The SecretWind




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