stumbling on a unknown ground
feeling what is not found
hiding in the lowest seas
flying like the birds and the bees
raining like the pouring tears
screaming as the earthquake nears
anger like the thunder gods
hitting like the metal rods
wanting what is not needed
needing what is not heeded
the one thing that stareted this all
was getting that one single call
for thoes who dont get it its a poem that explains about a persons whos life was torn, riped, shreaded, and burned because shee got one call telling her her loved one was dead..... May god bless them
cuteandcuddlish Community Member 
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