just the beginning..tell me how you like it

seems..
a thousand stormy nights have passed from when you lit my day
remembering the flame you started, and the night it took away
you're staring at the aftermath, our home we built, destroyed
surely you know the storm came through, just not what it employed

staring through your window, condemned through a lonesome poise
you blink to miss the flash, but you're corrupted by the noise
the noise you hear, my heart, the flash resembles the blow
my heart was blown to pieces, from when you struck so low
 
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