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You were always tearing up the tree roots And lighting up the sky at night. Seemingly ravid in your destruction- You were striking down on Fools and geniuses alike. Something to write home about, Houses on fire and telephone poles Crashing through windows. What an awe inspiring sight. I imagine a world where you make no sound- I cannot reconcile with it,I was there beside you. Shattering houses and Littering branches across the ground. I let the world know your glory With every breath i could find, Waking slumbering babies with a fright. If you were lightning- A bright flash of purpose- Then i swear i would have been Thundering forever. I wanted To vibrate your beauty Out into the universe. I wanted To let it be known that you were strong. I wanted to be the sound you made. I wanted to be the seconds in between. The miles that stretched Between fear and praise. But then the clouds cleared And either you became tired Or lost your spite. And I no longer Found the purple light That painted the skies. No more Was there a song for me to sing I could not find the words- The epic poem that you Seemed to deserve. So i handed my voice to the rain. I let it wash us away, you and I We made way, we let the storm Move out. You did not want For me to bring on the day. But I fell for the sun- And now I am but a rooster On a farm somewhere In Arizona. I used to be thunder, Tell electricity it was nice to know her.
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Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
Lightning and his lover, thunder
You were always tearing up the tree roots And lighting up the sky at night. Seemingly ravid in your destruction- You were striking down on Fools and geniuses alike. Something to write home about, Houses on fire and telephone poles Crashing through windows. What an awe inspiring sight. I imagine a world where you make no sound- I cannot reconcile with it,I was there beside you. Shattering houses and Littering branches across the ground. I let the world know your glory With every breath i could find, Waking slumbering babies with a fright. If you were lightning- A bright flash of purpose- Then i swear i would have been Thundering forever. I wanted To vibrate your beauty Out into the universe. I wanted To let it be known that you were strong. I wanted to be the sound you made. I wanted to be the seconds in between. The miles that stretched Between fear and praise. But then the clouds cleared And either you became tired Or lost your spite. And I no longer Found the purple light That painted the skies. No more Was there a song for me to sing I could not find the words- The epic poem that you Seemed to deserve. So i handed my voice to the rain. I let it wash us away, you and I We made way, we let the storm Move out. You did not want For me to bring on the day. But I fell for the sun- And now I am but a rooster On a farm somewhere In Arizona. I used to be thunder, Tell electricity it was nice to know her.
sydney-bittner
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Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
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