Silence shattered, like your mother's
favorite China, with a voice that
is equivalent to a sonic boom.
No one's ever told you that your temper
could cause such unrest, like the tides
against the adjusting position of Earth.
At first, they resisted, just like I did;
but then the barriers broke and the ocean
began to pour down my cheeks,
salty tears and sandy beaches.
Baby, don't you know that
I'm just as fragile as glass?
Dear , your thunderclap bellow is
enough to splinter this heart of mine;
and dear, I am weak.
Be gentle with your winds,
and quiet in your soul when the storms
rage on. I will always keep you dry.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
Silence shattered, like your mother's
favorite China, with a voice that
is equivalent to a sonic boom.
No one's ever told you that your temper
could cause such unrest, like the tides
against the adjusting position of Earth.
At first, they resisted, just like I did;
but then the barriers broke and the ocean
began to pour down my cheeks,
salty tears and sandy beaches.
Baby, don't you know that
I'm just as fragile as glass?
Dear , your thunderclap bellow is
enough to splinter this heart of mine;
and dear, I am weak.
Be gentle with your winds,
and quiet in your soul when the storms
rage on. I will always keep you dry.
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