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The Brewing Storm

Hands I held close
  to mine,
seemed at a distant
  today...

stable grounds shook
 for the first...
turbulent winds of sorrow
 rose

calling unto the
 dormant storm to lash
Its wrath upon bruised hearts
                              ...

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Image credits - www.photohome.com/pictures/colorado-pictures/landscapes/colorado-tree-1a.jpg

An incomplete poem... Let's see how and when It ends...
Written February 11th, 2006

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  • Imokon
    March 7, 2006
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    It does need some work, but god how it radiates impending doom right now X_x


  • transcendental baby gold member
    February 11, 2006
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    Oh Pi, I'm sorry for the pain that gathers in this poem ... I hope the ending will be a sweet rain-soaked freshness and not the wrath you dread