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Dark night
cold air.
Feel the chill
of death run down your spine.
It feels so good..
Penetrating.
All the way down,
filling your every being.
Relax.
It comes again
Wet drops
fall upon you
Harder
and harder..
Gaining speed,
you're soaking now.
Close your eyes,
never forget it
Make it last forever.
It never ends.
Here comes
the rain.
- Title: Hidden Passion
- Artist: Aenwyrm
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Description:
I wrote this poem AGES ago, I think during the middle of weightlifting class in high school. I thought it was great cause I have people fooled up until the last line. Never really did give it a proper name..
This is the original format I had written it, broken sentences and all.
This was also one of the first ones I wrote, and it's the one I'm the most proud of. - Date: 09/03/2008
- Tags: hidden passion
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