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Bullets against the glass
Pitter patter pounding hits
But drips ever so faint
In the howling of the wind
Lightning strikes, thunder cracks
Thereaputic in a sense
Glows of brilliant bursts of light in the sky
Shiver when the silence breaks
It’s all right
Safe inside, watching the rain fall down
As the storm rages on
Rages on
©2007-2010 ~Wiendigo
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:iconmetal12:
what does this mean to you?

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That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeon's even death may die
:iconwiendigo:
...You did read the poem, right?

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Even bad adventures are adventures worth having.
:iconmetal12:
yea, and i am open to my own interpretation. as i recall i looked at your comments to see if you put any explanation and there was none. I wasn't trying to be insulting hope you didn't take it that way. I was just hopeing for some thoughts on it. Maybe i'll just go back and reread it.

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That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeon's even death may die

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