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When the Rain Falls
When the Rain Falls, the sky cries, out of sadness for the fallen.
When the Rain Falls, it pounds so loudly, as though it was a drum.
When the Rain Falls, the sky cracks like a sharp whip cutting through the air.
When the Rain Falls, only the sound of the rain drumming its rhythm can be heard.
When the Rain Falls, we fall...
We fall into the clutches of the darkness, as we scream and struggle helplessly to escape. Our throat is hoarse and dry as the screaming can be no more and your exhausted limbs fall lifelessly as the drowsiness finally hits you, the adrenaline wears off and all you can do is let the darkness take you farther...
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I like your poem.
ReplyIt's beautiful
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