PLACID STORM

There was no warning
There was no alarm

It came out of the blue
And shattered my calm
Before I had a chance to find my feet
It ripped through me, leaving me beat
It left no mark
No spoils of victory
No tainted sparks
No ravaged debris
Just a hollow inside
That would never fill
To remind me of the day
A part of my soul was killed
Only I remained
Though I no longer belonged
For I had been hit, by a Placid Storm.

~Acushla~


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