We hold strong for those we love
Yet it seems we turn upon ourselves
The tiniest thing can wreck havoc
Something as tiny as a cell
We fight for what we believe in
Yet it seems we are fickle with our ambitions
The simplest desire can be forgoten
Something as simple as a family
We fret and fawn over our aperances
Yet it seems we are never happy with the results
The slightest bulge can mean disaster
Something as slight as a wrinkle
We take for granted what life we have
Yet it seems we are not quick to live it
The scariest thing can bring it to an end
Something as scary as life its self
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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