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acid rain, heartache vain. by *nighttimebeautiful:iconnighttimebeautiful:



the sky shines like the apocalypse,
or the colour of your eyes on a rainy day.
little clouds find shelter in the crevices of the sky.
music is dried out and absorbed
by the crackle of the leaves and brown summer grass,
drowning in angels tears.
the slaves of the city remain safe,
in their brick sanctuaries of hearth and heart.
stone begins to blow north,
though your good morning goodnights remain at my side.
drops of heaven caress my face,
as the days anarchy remains.
:iconnighttimebeautiful:

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its been seven days;
seven days since theres been a solid hour of sun,
seven days since they sky is clear blue and white
seven days without a drop of rain.

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:iconalapip:
you can make it Sara.

long last you've gotten the 'erge'
to write, so all is not without silver.
like withdrawal follows the pledge
to desist, one seeks the linings over-
looked within some hallowed mist.

soon that gloom departs revealing
hearts with room for more than
that of usual friendship feeling,
days of summer will be grand,
hours of loving, minds pinwheeling.

:heart:
pip

--
the worth of beauty is in the heart
of the observer, tallied by the
intensity of the tendency to weep.
[as in - "you are so beautiful to me"]
llp - nov'09
:iconschematree:
This is really powerful, it seems you write really really well when I'm away, maybe I just am not there to distract you!
really this is beautiful, one of my very favourites of yours.
<3<3i love you

--
From what I've seen so far, I can't believe my eyes.
:iconalapip:
Carly's right, Sara.

i had to read it over two more
times before i realized how
unusual, even for you, the images
are. that is your strength, the
way you bring forth both emotion
and sight in a few words. we see
and feel you, and are mesmerized.

:heart:
pip

--
the worth of beauty is in the heart
of the observer, tallied by the
intensity of the tendency to weep.
[as in - "you are so beautiful to me"]
llp - nov'09
:iconnighttimebeautiful:
thank you, pip.

and yes, its strange though,
a day that way so grey it was
almost unbelievable, making
everyone so unhappy, but for
me it triggered a series of
poems.

yes, these days of summer
will be oh so grand. i can
feel it already.

sara,

--
i am, i am, iam.
:iconnighttimebeautiful:
carly, you say that a lot,
but still, every time you say
it it means so very much!
and yes, when your gone i
have nothing better to do
than walk to the park at 7 am
and write some poems about
the weather... PLEASE COME HOME;
im becoming sooo laammmeee D:

i lovvveee you.

--
i am, i am, iam.
:iconnighttimebeautiful:
thank you, again, pip.

im not sure what happened
to me, it just flowed. as
easy as breathing this one
was. the stormy morning
brings a whole new sense.
its out standing.

:heart:
sara.

--
i am, i am, iam.
:iconalapip:
:heart::heart:

--
the worth of beauty is in the heart
of the observer, tallied by the
intensity of the tendency to weep.
[as in - "you are so beautiful to me"]
llp - nov'09
:iconalapip:
:heart::heart:

--
the worth of beauty is in the heart
of the observer, tallied by the
intensity of the tendency to weep.
[as in - "you are so beautiful to me"]
llp - nov'09

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