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Rain

Silvery lines of wetness
Falling from the above abyss
And when blue skies turn gray
Super human claps erupt into applause
Electricity jolts seen behind closed eyes
Hoping you're out of its path
But I'm not in control
Stuck by the wayside
In an unfamiliar place
With no shelter from the paranoia
Only shelter from the physical dilemmas
The rain on our day.



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  • fugee
    June 10, 2008

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    nice piece

    I really like this poem. I like how you describe thunder as "super human claps erupt into applause." That creates a wonderful image in my mind.