January 10, 2011 - 7:48am — faunet
Fallen hopes and dreams
Shooting stars flying
All across the sky tonight
The gentle breeze and the smell of a storm approaching
Giving off a genlte peace
Come what may
The lighting hits
And destroys it's victim
And in one house
The thunder muffles the screams of help
The thunder is also a symble of the terrible crime
Revenge
They say it's bitter sweet
But did they ever warn about the consequence
The rains falls from the sky
Like weeping tears from the heavens
As the blood seeps from the body
The murderer walks outside into the storm
A jolt of lightning lights up the sky
Regardless of the storm
The murderer can only look at his hands
Hands covered in blood
Hands that were once innocent but know the hands of a murderer
Shock overcomes him as he drops the weapon
And tears stream down his face mixing with rain
A cry of regret howls in the wind
As the act of revenge is know regretted
The storm continues know carring a sadder but symbolic role
It cries out it;s loss to the world
But many can not understand its cry.
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