At creating the rain
Sneaks thunderstorm
Bringing in the clouds
And close the curtain in black
And also..
At quench it real hard
Squeeze,squeeze
Punch it
And throw it towards the wall
Until it is broken
Into thousands of scattered frames
Until it is blacken
With all the faded memories inside
Until it is dry
Without a single living thing grow over it
Afterall these years,
I can't belive it
Damn, you're still so good!
Congratulations ;-)
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