My Story

This is my story

I was born in the middle of a storm

Welcomed by the dead of night

My little heart jolted by the sound of thunderbolts

The rain drops in tune with my mother’s coos to quiet me down

She smiles when she sees the fire in her eyes reflect in my stare

I slip into the darkness with the beckon of the twilight

You won’t find me under the sun

My feet are chaos

I belong to the wild things

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