HurricaneA Poem by JessikaEndsleyrandom poemDestroy everyone I touch What you had, I take away I don't feel, I'm a hurricane I will end you this way I'll shake your hand, steal your trust Destroy everyone I touch Stick beside me, if you must. I hide in the dark I don't feel, I'm a hurricane Washing you out of the light. © 2013 JessikaEndsley |
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