Storms
Large, white fire balls struck as my eyes were blinded by the strong light.
Bullets hit me one by one and made my greasy hair wet and damp.
I heard it.
The sounds that they wanted me to hear.
But I never did.
Yet...
Now I do.
I can't believe it.
I can't believe...myself.
That I could believe them.
And their stupid lies.
Their pathetic actions.
And ridiculous words.
I let them get the best of me,
But not anymore,
Now, I'll show them who I am.
I'll show them me.
The real me.
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