Rain drops and humanity have some similarities.
The way the drops run away, as they slowly start to sink, is like the way your shadow starts to drift away when the sun starts to set. They say someone could be gone in the blink of an eye, but what about the drops that evaporate dry. The once meaning behind the sparkle, is now gone. No where to be found. You turn away for just one second, no drops around the ground. That's how easily a life is taken, sometimes without a sound
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC
Rain drops and humanity have some similarities.
The way the drops run away, as they slowly start to sink, is like the way your shadow starts to drift away when the sun starts to set. They say someone could be gone in the blink of an eye, but what about the drops that evaporate dry. The once meaning behind the sparkle, is now gone. No where to be found. You turn away for just one second, no drops around the ground. That's how easily a life is taken, sometimes without a sound
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