Tornado

Not a chirp in the air,

Not a word-

SILENCE.

 

We start to become suspicious,

We climb into the cellar,

We rush.

 

I hear a roaring,

Train-like sound,

Coming towards me.

 

Crashing,

Ruining,

Many things.

 

My eyes tear up,

For everything is gone,

Vanished.

 

We climb out,

For once again,

Ruined.

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[25syd25]

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[Kelli Smith]

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