And The Rain by Daniel Wittfoth

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And The Rain

Smoke circles in the air
from a cigarette left laying there

There is a tear
caught between-holding on-letting go

And the rain
it dances on the windowpane
Thunder echoes
like the slamming of the door-a clinched fist
Lightning flashes
reflections off a shattered mirror
Showing all-you fight to deny
cut lip-bruises-black eye
That whispered-inner voice
screaming-I told you so
And so and so
it comes and goes
Moments like this
fading now-already somehow
Like it never really happened again
until the next time
And the rain
it dances on the windowpane

A heart is torn
left on that long road-called sorrow

And the rain
it dances on the windowpane
Thunder echoes
like the slamming of the door-a clinched fist
Lightning flashes
reflections off a shattered mirror
Showing all-you fight to deny
cut lip-bruises-black eye
That whispered-inner voice
screaming-I told you so
And so and so
it comes and goes
Moments like this
fading now-already somehow
Like it never really happened again
until the next time
And the rain
it dances on the windowpane...

Daniel Wittfoth

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Gone with the wind (6/30/2008 2:03:00 PM)
Wow what a piece. Its having so much behind the window pane and the shattered glass. Its framed so symbolically. Superb!

Lime and Tequila with a Splash of Pineapple (2/7/2008 6:41:00 AM)
I agree with Lylyanna. A powerfully well-written piece. I'm glad I got a chance to read this.

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