Spring Cleaning

Wind blows fiercely.
Tornado in the distance.
Clouds cover the sky.
Rain wets the earth.
I run into a field.
Naked in nature.
I cannot get the sin off.
Blood stains stick.
Tissue under my nails.
She is gone now.
Shovel to the head.
Anger got the best of me.
I will not miss her.
In fact I feel happy.
Maybe I’ll do it again.
Once the rain and wind stops.

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