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[title] => The Storm
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[bodytext] => A storm rages across the mighty sea, it hits and water swallows up the land; people run out of their homes scared, most can do nothing but stand. Man, Woman, and child, the storm knows no age of who it takes today; people scream in pain as loved ones drown, all walks of life die, there was no mayday. Some try to hide, some run up to the roof top; the waters were rising, and was likely never to stop. After the floodwaters go down, The bodies, the ruins of everything far as you could see; you look at the ocean it seems so peaceful and quite you wonder “How could this be”. Just a few weeks ago there were people, homes, and buildings of all kinds; now there is nothing but rubble and death it blows your mind. The water that was so peaceful, so beautiful it can make you sigh; can change so quickly to ugly and deadly at the blink of an eye. by butter 3/7/ 2011
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The Storm
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butter
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Tuesday, 8th March 2011 @ 12:10:08 PM in AEST
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A storm rages across the mighty sea, it hits and water swallows up the land; people run out of their homes scared, most can do nothing but stand. Man, Woman, and child, the storm knows no age of who it takes today; people scream in pain as loved ones drown, all walks of life die, there was no mayday. Some try to hide, some run up to the roof top; the waters were rising, and was likely never to stop. After the floodwaters go down, The bodies, the ruins of everything far as you could see; you look at the ocean it seems so peaceful and quite you wonder “How could this be”. Just a few weeks ago there were people, homes, and buildings of all kinds; now there is nothing but rubble and death it blows your mind. The water that was so peaceful, so beautiful it can make you sigh; can change so quickly to ugly and deadly at the blink of an eye. by butter 3/7/ 2011
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Re: The Storm
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by deusdeira on
Tuesday, 8th March 2011 @ 12:40:33 PM AEST
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| nature is the most deadly force of them all. Even man has not quite yet exceeded her. |
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Re: The Storm
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by CherryReadPoet on
Wednesday, 9th March 2011 @ 09:37:46 PM AEST
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| I love how this is about nature and not like.. i dont know like death in other forms... nature is the strongest natural disaster |
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Re: The Storm
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by Mando on
Thursday, 10th March 2011 @ 10:15:27 AM AEST
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| Reality sets in when I read this poem this is good writing |
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