Life; Subject to Change
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Life; Subject to Change
the-ill:

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harvestheart:

Storm Clouds over Corn Fields
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I Like the Smell of Rain
Because at every second,
Three of them around me fall.
And I dance in this rain,
As my limbs try to capture them all.

A great war around me…


Like a rose underwater,
Adjust me now for I am wet.
Beads of air to beautify,
Fit for a Lord’s bet.

My unknown serenity…

The Coffee shop welcomes,
Helped from it’s shade,
Just all who can stand tall…
And I outside; bitten by torment’s blade.

I sit beneath it all…

I’ve gotten sick.
But to some a surprise and a blame,
How still in love,
I am with this rain.

It leaves a gift; the wonderful smell of rain…

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Coloring Life