Internal Storm (Call and Answer Poem)

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Sheets of rain fall from the sky

A mirror of my heart inside

Lightening claps and thunder roars

The sound of my heart closing doors

Drops of water pelt the earth

Shadows of washed away self-worth

Rapid winds leave trees too bare

Cutting connections with those who care

Stormy is this dreadful sky

And stormy is this heart of mine

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