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By Nabs Quiet reign over Happiness accompanied with dread The air stills, water freeze Waiting Alway waiting The tell tale of burning ozone How the wind blew the grass Hard, unforgiving, preparing Crystalized thunder Icy fire, burning Ice Skin prickles with anticipation Dread and elation, what a company Throwing sticks and stones Fire ready and burning Burning burning Wishing to never be put out To take all who dares Shades and echo Silence that sound too loud to be real The drumming of hearts Paper cranes fly wildly that day Message bottles bobbles Nowhere, they're going to nowhere Nobody is singing Song about the war of future and past The mountains stood strong For this is a battle they had long known Never fear, even If they weren't here But still the animal cower and disappear The farmers elation Palpable in the air For they dance, the dance of harvest Whilst the air becomes stiller and stiller Waiting grew taller and longer Drawn taut Stings were plucked No sound, silence, stillness Sailors, look at the horizon Praying to the gods that they believe in To be able to come home For the sirens are singing silently About the storm that is coming
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
Tranquillum
By Nabs Quiet reign over Happiness accompanied with dread The air stills, water freeze Waiting Alway waiting The tell tale of burning ozone How the wind blew the grass Hard, unforgiving, preparing Crystalized thunder Icy fire, burning Ice Skin prickles with anticipation Dread and elation, what a company Throwing sticks and stones Fire ready and burning Burning burning Wishing to never be put out To take all who dares Shades and echo Silence that sound too loud to be real The drumming of hearts Paper cranes fly wildly that day Message bottles bobbles Nowhere, they're going to nowhere Nobody is singing Song about the war of future and past The mountains stood strong For this is a battle they had long known Never fear, even If they weren't here But still the animal cower and disappear The farmers elation Palpable in the air For they dance, the dance of harvest Whilst the air becomes stiller and stiller Waiting grew taller and longer Drawn taut Stings were plucked No sound, silence, stillness Sailors, look at the horizon Praying to the gods that they believe in To be able to come home For the sirens are singing silently About the storm that is coming
#storm#anticipation#tranquillity
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 10:13 AM UTC
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