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Hard Raining
As The Street I Walk Down
Fills With Beads Of Water From The Sky
Dry i am not, Not anymore,
But the cobblestone roads make me smile when i walk on them.
Children running through the puddles, A man in a doorway playing a classical guitar.
He's singing but no words are coming out of his mouth
What he cannot say the sound from the nylon strings speak to me in ways i cannot explain
My shoes are wet and my trousers are dry
This is my last walk as a free man
For tommorow i was told im going to die
I will not listen, I will be fine
For i am,.. A man who's heart must shine.
It Rains,..
Heavy Raining,..
As The Street I Walk Down,..
Fills With Beads Of Water From The Sky,..
The next path i will be walking down is also narrow
People standing on each side
At the end of this path i will stand and wait,..A man gripping my arm
Tension and fear grow stronger as i begin to sweat
I want it done and over with
Then it happens,..The person i've been waiting for is being escorted towards me,..
All i see is white,..Because all i see is you
I've been longing for the day for you to say i do,..
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It Rains

Contributed by bubbletoes on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 01:10:06 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



It Rains
Hard Raining
As The Street I Walk Down
Fills With Beads Of Water From The Sky
Dry i am not, Not anymore,
But the cobblestone roads make me smile when i walk on them.
Children running through the puddles, A man in a doorway playing a classical guitar.
He's singing but no words are coming out of his mouth
What he cannot say the sound from the nylon strings speak to me in ways i cannot explain
My shoes are wet and my trousers are dry
This is my last walk as a free man
For tommorow i was told im going to die
I will not listen, I will be fine
For i am,.. A man who's heart must shine.
It Rains,..
Heavy Raining,..
As The Street I Walk Down,..
Fills With Beads Of Water From The Sky,..
The next path i will be walking down is also narrow
People standing on each side
At the end of this path i will stand and wait,..A man gripping my arm
Tension and fear grow stronger as i begin to sweat
I want it done and over with
Then it happens,..The person i've been waiting for is being escorted towards me,..
All i see is white,..Because all i see is you
I've been longing for the day for you to say i do,..




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Re: It Rains (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 01:17:52 PM AEST
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Heh, wow a very beautiful poem, loved the rain, loved the ending as well, topped everything off. SLipSiX.


Re: It Rains (User Rating: 1 )
by colinbaker62 on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 01:26:10 PM AEST
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An interesting read. I liked this very much

Colin


Re: It Rains (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 06:33:04 PM AEST
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Very beautiful write, the imagery's amazing, I hope you get through what you need to.

- Cassy


Re: It Rains (User Rating: 1 )
by MadCackle on Monday, 5th September 2005 @ 08:35:33 PM AEST
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nice write the ending well played


Re: It Rains (User Rating: 1 )
by maestar on Wednesday, 21st September 2005 @ 02:04:39 PM AEST
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cool!




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