Earthquakes do damage.
As much as a hurricane.
Her heart had both.
An earthquake that made cracks.
A hurricane that made rivers.
The rivers ran to her eyes.
Her eyes made the streams on her face.
It made her mascara run in black lines.
Sad and afraid, she sat in a stall.
She cried, and cried, and cried.
The earthquakes and hurricanes rushing in.
~Nature's Damage
By: Cady
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