category 5 hurricane
rain turns streets to silver
wind howls outside the door
but they're no match
for the storm inside your brain
furious and raging
and too fierce to ignore
a category 5 hurricane
watch me run for shelter
watch me fall behind
you can laugh if you want to
but I'll get there in time
it's a rough and rowdy river
it's too hard to explain
a category 5 hurricane
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