When the hertz quite...
no longer my soothe to the thunder.. .
i turn my silent passions to rain roses on your grave..
nothing but the fog to accept my lightening.
Sunflower
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Wrote to "Rose in Harlem"
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Breadcrumbs2021 says: Nice flow, thunder, rain and lightening. Keep writing. |
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Sunflower says: Thanks Breadcrumbs2021 |
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LP45 says: Nice write Sunflower. |
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Wrote to "Rose in Harlem"When the hertz quite... no longer my soothe to the thunder.. . i turn my silent passions to rain roses on your grave.. nothing but the fog to accept my lightening. |