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The whole pain Precipitated from the night sky In the morning rain Chiding me for love exposed Now lying wasted in the drenched soil Uncared and little How I love? A question that needs answer Only to those who don't And it etches like A newly acquired scab I just don’t know How? What I know Is this feeling in me Growing explosively silent by each space You put in between It brought me down on my knees Feeling the greatness that was To smallness that is Now Meanwhile the Rain Continue lashing my car windows Feels like high speed punishment cell And Love lashes within Whipping up a storm And I call you up And say "how lovely is the weather Around, Wake Up"
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Sep 7, 2010
Sep 7, 2010 at 7:34 AM UTC
Wake up my love...
The whole pain Precipitated from the night sky In the morning rain Chiding me for love exposed Now lying wasted in the drenched soil Uncared and little How I love? A question that needs answer Only to those who don't And it etches like A newly acquired scab I just don’t know How? What I know Is this feeling in me Growing explosively silent by each space You put in between It brought me down on my knees Feeling the greatness that was To smallness that is Now Meanwhile the Rain Continue lashing my car windows Feels like high speed punishment cell And Love lashes within Whipping up a storm And I call you up And say "how lovely is the weather Around, Wake Up"
@Shashi 2006
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shashi
Indian
Sep 7, 2010
Sep 7, 2010 at 7:34 AM UTC
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