Storm
by f.m.
i watch the raindrops slowly trickle down the glass
as my tears slide down my cheeks
i hear the thunder roaring in my ears
as my mind vaguely registers your voice
i see the light flashes across the dark sky
as my eyes see pictures of you leaving
i feel the coldness of the wind
as a sudden chill covers my heart
and as the storm slowly recedes
i watch you walk away














Comments
This is so sad.
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Beauty died with Juliet...
and we resurected it from its grave.
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Obviously I'm too scared to disclose who I really am...
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I'm writing a personal check and in the memo line, I'm writing "unfair".
Hank Hill
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