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Warm Drop of Rain
Contributed by
stover
on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 10:05:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
spiritual
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I used to be a warm drop of rain
The winter it froze me
utter coldness insane
I fell to the ground
I was shoveled aside
against a parking meter
I was left to hide
Until the spring rain
this utter coldness is insane...
I used to be a warm drop of rain.
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stover
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2005-02-27 22:05:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Warm Drop of Rain
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 11:08:29 PM AEST (User
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CHUNK OF ICE
Use to think I knew somethen
standing in cold rain.
Oh who am I to complain?
Warm rain filled her soul
as his art
lite a burned out spark.
Untill then she was
A cold chuck of ice
yet some how he
broght hope 2 a
burned out flame.
Before she could
remember her name.
It was jus anger
somehow he knew
she didn't mean to
be inflamed deep
down with them
cold icey veins
He just wanted
to show her how
broken angels can dance.
Leaving all guilt behind
setting free her pain
In the cold icey rain.
This is the inner vision I got from this write.
can't post it yet except in the premuim sector but jus wanted u to see how your words inspired me.
Huggs,
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