i recall our talks
our inner jokes
and the stupid
stupid nicknames
that you called
and it is like i am
in a thunderstorm
i rain down
rivers of tears
enough to create a sea
enough to make you flee
and between that second
when the lightning strikes
and all of the dark sky
is painted in light stripes
it's like seeing the sun again
but it passes, oh so quickly
and then the strom continues
but i can still feel
the jolt of electricity
and the sound of thunder
of your voice
interrupting in my forever-going
thunderstorm
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 11:57 PM UTC
i recall our talks
our inner jokes
and the stupid
stupid nicknames
that you called
and it is like i am
in a thunderstorm
i rain down
rivers of tears
enough to create a sea
enough to make you flee
and between that second
when the lightning strikes
and all of the dark sky
is painted in light stripes
it's like seeing the sun again
but it passes, oh so quickly
and then the strom continues
but i can still feel
the jolt of electricity
and the sound of thunder
of your voice
interrupting in my forever-going
thunderstorm
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