11.30pm

There’s a raging storm outside now.
It’s half-past eleven and I can’t help but think
that once upon a time you were that storm.
You raged and destroyed until you left behind
pieces of broken glass and shattered hearts with torn skin.
I survived that storm, to find a harrowing, beautiful sunset
hours after the devastation.
I am that sunset
after the storm.

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