Living In A Picture Painted Free. The Heart of the Storm. August 11, 2008 by twosticks17. My tears mix with the rain and trickle down my face,. And their bittersweet taste rests upon my lips. The wind is fierce and rips my hair away from in front of me,. Creating, behind me, a storm of its own. I shut my eyes to the burning salty air,. I hear the voice of Evil,. To be free, this is what is needed,.

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