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by sock Oct 1, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Droplets coming down from nowhere falling from the sky unto the concrete earth gently coming down in torrents barely visible it slid along the sides its tempo increased as it licked the lines of weaknesses holding the building like a lover's embrace it engulfed the place whole light yet passionate never going past the line to thunderstorm then it thinned into a musky drizzle tender and bittersweet the rain ended only to start some other time again
by Lyn
BEAUTIFUL poem.It transported me.