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dreams, ripped at the seams

thunderclouds gathered above us, mere children of creation;
while they screamed out in fury for every forgotten architect.


they are the ones that matter, not us, you told me,
took my hand; but we'll change that.

& I believed you.
















so I waited, for you to show me how to move clouds,
to form constellations from patterns of dark and bright;

but rather you pushed shadows onto playgrounds
emptied of all life in the summer heat.
sit here and rest a while

the world can get by without us for a day.








I lost my summer in your arms, in a peace of storms and sunshine.





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prompt: summer love

the title is from "summer nights" [from Grease] - 'Summer dreams ripped at the seams, but oh, those summer nights. '

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  • sgking123 gold member
    October 6

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    wow

    a forlorn and beleiving you.....thatw as awesome. it is quite starnge how the beliefs we hod can energize us and also weaken us in many awyas. I prefr to have as little beliefs as possible.


  • Menna
    October 1
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    prompt: summer love (aestival love )