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Fri 19 Feb, 2016 05:22 pm
Come closer,
do you think of me
in your Winter rains,
grays touch the ocean.
Come sit,
my hands are warm
merely empty.
I reminisce,
incidental moments
remind me....you too?
the paths we walked are the same I`m sure,
void of our impressions.
Do you think of me
when the rains fall?
it`s been so long...
Well better go,
rain is passing.
Thought you might like to know
I think of you..
Rain is that way sometimes.
"question my abilities..never my heart"
© Copyright 2015 Lane Vincent
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The wood has grayed
many years of weather,
fighting Winter, July boils,
and the rain.
Comfort on the old back-steps
twisted some, but sturdy.
Dark clouds move across
lighter shades,
or is it the world moving around
charcoal splashes.
Rain..doesn`t it seem searing at times.
I fought the day to bring me here,
the cold minutes spent alone...
no one to watch the rain.
"question my abilities..never my heart"
© Copyright 2011 Vincent
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this is original music and lyric from last year..share yours if you like. music or lyric. I put this here, didn`t want to start another for music
@lane1777,
The inclusion of a 'copyright' tag perhaps has more significance than the compositions themselves. (Reference
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