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I’ve been thinking of what I miss the most in my past, and I found that the rain is what I want to come back to me. Or I to it. It’s numbing and breaks your world. It holds you up and lets you feel. When you stand in a rain storm and the clouds roll over you carrying thunder that shakes your soul and the wind blinds you so all you see is the flashes of lightning, and the rain is repetitively pounding you to the ground so you lose that feeling of being there you know that your real, and alive, and human, and that Gods in your life to bring you something so humbling.
 DragonLover · Mon Aug 06, 2007 @ 08:25pm · 0 Comments |
