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Tonight A storm  whips at the window With impressive force. The rain like liquid bullets bombards the fragile glass. I keep expecting it to shatter, But it just shudders And creaks.   I put my cheek to the cool, smooth, surface And strain my Ear to catch every oscillating sound wave that passes through The barrier of fired carbon and silica. That's when I hear it. A low voice with emerald eyes And a silver smile. And I- I remember What it is like to be known Completely without fear. I remember my soul And why I gave it so freely. "I would give it again" I whipser, As thunder rolls through the empty Space in the core of my being.
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May 6, 2012
May 6, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC
A Storm
Tonight A storm  whips at the window With impressive force. The rain like liquid bullets bombards the fragile glass. I keep expecting it to shatter, But it just shudders And creaks.   I put my cheek to the cool, smooth, surface And strain my Ear to catch every oscillating sound wave that passes through The barrier of fired carbon and silica. That's when I hear it. A low voice with emerald eyes And a silver smile. And I- I remember What it is like to be known Completely without fear. I remember my soul And why I gave it so freely. "I would give it again" I whipser, As thunder rolls through the empty Space in the core of my being.
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courier-pigeon
May 6, 2012
May 6, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC
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