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raindrops weep from my window to the tempo of a heartbeat, splatter on the sill, & fall before my feet. pitter patter, it goes... the tranquil gleam of the moon casts a velvet glow upon my wall; an unbridled gale rattles the glass & the raindrops continue to fall. as they coalesce, a puddle grows... my weary soul reflects in the dark with palms pressed together tight, confused & misty eyed, seeking sanctuary in the light. in its presence, i’m alright... But drifting fog swallows the moon as the chilly wind shifts direction; i’m consumed by a wolfish darkness, & mournfully abandon my reflection. yet another wanderer lost to the night... & so the wall no longer glows & the puddle only grows... am I drowning? God only knows.
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Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 1:17 PM UTC
2:14 AM (Lost To The Night)
raindrops weep from my window to the tempo of a heartbeat, splatter on the sill, & fall before my feet. pitter patter, it goes... the tranquil gleam of the moon casts a velvet glow upon my wall; an unbridled gale rattles the glass & the raindrops continue to fall. as they coalesce, a puddle grows... my weary soul reflects in the dark with palms pressed together tight, confused & misty eyed, seeking sanctuary in the light. in its presence, i’m alright... But drifting fog swallows the moon as the chilly wind shifts direction; i’m consumed by a wolfish darkness, & mournfully abandon my reflection. yet another wanderer lost to the night... & so the wall no longer glows & the puddle only grows... am I drowning? God only knows.
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Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 1:17 PM UTC
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