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Post Tornado Storms

No longer the same

It hurts to wait

The night, it gets replayed Lifted feelings

Fall flat

The night I turned my back

Vibrant colors

Now swallowed by black

Turned away, hide my tears

But they blurred my eyes

When I made that drive

You're no longer near

My chest, a scar

My heart

Lays beating

In the grass of your front yard.

-written by Drew Marks

Amy Brianne shot by Drew Marks.

Amy Brianne shot by Drew Marks.

Amy Brianne shot by Drew Marks.

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