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by Allanah Asphyxia Sep 24, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
As The Thunder Rumbles, And The Lightning Strikes, Tears Fall Like Raindrops, In Slow Time With A Pounding Heartbeat Of Music Through My Soul. In Time's With The Beams Of Light, Peering Into My Window, Like The Cries Of My Broken Dreams, Gracefully Dancing In The Ever Black Abyss. The Thunder Pounding Through My Chest, Like The Bleeding Of A Drum, For This Is Not A Dream... But Reality.
by Em
Reality is usually worse than dreams, 5/5. Em