Poem -

Dark Tempest

Dark  Tempest

Its easy for us to predict bad weather.

All we have to do is be together.

Your a high and Im a low.

Then the strong wind's blow.

Were like the rain after the storm.

An endless winter with no season of warmth.

And all we do is argue and fight.

All day long and all through the night.

Were not going to get any rest.

Were working on another dark tempest.

Were letting the love between us die.

Blowing it away , by selfish pride.

We throw words at each other that cause so much pain.

All we do is bring more rain.

Somewhere down the line, something went wrong.

Because it feels like the love between us is gone.

You and me have so much pride.

We let it blow our love aside.

We have the sun in hiding.

Our love is dying.

(optional chorus)

Were making dark clouds again.

There's a strong storm moving in.

There's going to be a dark tempest.

We havent learned to give in.

There's going to be a dark tempest.

We wont let love in.

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