The End Of The Storm
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Jayne Louise Davies
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My heart wasn't made for this trauma,
Oh why do you hurt it so bad?
I try to use my intuition,
But slowly your driving me mad.
I've no one to turn to for shelter,
I'm weak at the moment you see,
I promised myself to stand strong through each storm,
but failure is coming to me.
Give me the strength through this battle,
It's one i can win if i try,
I'm stuck between different dimensions,
Just longing to smile not to cry.
Jayne Louise Davies
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