There was a Storm coming.
And she blew
away.
There was a Storm coming,
she kissed his pain away.
The Storm came,
washed all love ashore.
The Storm disappeared
and now she's
begging for more.
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- Naughty Nina
- I am a creative writer and poet. I sing for pennies and perform in electro rock two piece The Unkindness of Ravens.
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