We sing like Rain

We scream like Thunder

We shine Like lightning hitting the Crashing Waves

We Mourn like the Storm finally calming itself

We are gloom like the grey Skyies after a Hurricane

But most importantly

In the Storm

We are two Unique Waterdrops Awaiting Death.


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