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A poem describing fear of storms after several tornadoes had touched down in my home town.

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It was great! It kind of maid me cry
I was OK untill that last line hit me. I can handle adversity loss even death It's the aftermath thats truely devistating.

And The Storm Comes

the sky clouds over,
the wind picks up,
the hail comes down,
and the storm comes,

the rain falls down,
the wind is faster,
the sound is louder,
and the storm comes,

the lights go out,
all goes quiet,
the wind seems still,
but the storm comes,

the wind sounds again,
and the hail bangs down,
the roar is heard,
and the storm comes,

the walls come down,
people are hurt,
much is damaged,
and the storm leaves,

the wall are built,
the graves are laid,
the storm is gone,
and the nightmares stay.

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