The storm is brewing outside
I am walking down the street
I see the clouds moving
As the rain falls on the street
The lightning strikes a tree
It almost falls on me
It scares me half to death
I turn the other direction
And looks towards the south
A tornado I can see
I head towards the north
The tornado gains on me
It sucks me in like a vacume
And a stick goes through my chest
My death came to quick
My life is finally over
I do have one regret
It's not saying that I love you
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