Memories of the past
Seem to sneak up on me
With the subtlety
Of the very first raindrop
To hit your eye
before it rains
And with all the gravity
Of lightening flashing
Flickering
On a pitch black night
Putting for miliseconds
Into sharp relief
All the dreams I dreamed
The crash of thunder
Is like an audience applauding
A specifially excellent scene
In a tragic, comic, cynical
play
3 of them wept:
I like the quiet pensiveness. It's very...soothing. And that last line reminded me of Extreme. Tragic Comic, you've heard? Good song, 'tis. *nods knowledgeably*
Incidentally, you haven't commented in FOREVER. I feel so attention deprived. *pouts*
i like... !!
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