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Pool Of Tears
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Pool Of Tears |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA 
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A rolling, growling, rumbling sound, permeates throughout the ground. In sudden, forking, sparking white, the bloated sky is stabbed with light. A single, oily, spotted spatter, quick becomes an urgent slatter. Soaking drops of blessed cool, join gleeful hands to make a pool. Come turn your face up to the rain and let it wash away your pain. Your empty heart, now brimmed with showers, will soon be filled with lovely flowers. Poetry is just the evidence of life. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Come turn your face up to the rain and let it wash away your pain. Your empty heart, now brimmed with showers, will soon be filled with lovely flowers ahhh I wish you a day filled with flowers, sunshine and smiles my sweet Bill - nicely penned ... RDB |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I do love a good storm! |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
Thunderstorms keep me in awe I love watching them, that and i still like to jump in puddles *lol* |
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