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Anonymous Posted 21 years ago
The Moon cries for us
As the moon screamed in anger
followed the summer rain, soothing to the ears
Bing, bang....hitting the empty beer cans
that once decorated the isolated blacony rails
Strange to see, how those empty cans blended in
following the rain, muddy and out of place
Its been years, since that day
Yet its still photographed and framed in my head
The splitter splatter of the angry rain
never thought it would be our last day...
followed the summer rain, soothing to the ears
Bing, bang....hitting the empty beer cans
that once decorated the isolated blacony rails
Strange to see, how those empty cans blended in
following the rain, muddy and out of place
Its been years, since that day
Yet its still photographed and framed in my head
The splitter splatter of the angry rain
never thought it would be our last day...
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