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Post by Angelize on Feb 12, 2003 22:35:30 GMT -5
We promised one another the world, held it in our hands, if only in our imagination. We planned, plotted and schemed, as we dreamed of our tomorrows.
Then, a distant sound of thunder. Did you not notice when our rainbow gave way to a darkened sky?
Yet, I think I can recall when your laughter first rang hollow, my own, sounding with untruths.
My warning to you, however, was a single tear that you laughingly wiped away.
You would have seen the emptiness of our dreams reflected in that tear, had you but looked.
Now, all that we hold between us, is a love long lost.....
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Post by engarde on Feb 15, 2003 8:07:59 GMT -5
I really liked how you compared love to an approaching storm. The thunder adds a note of upcoming discord which often happens in relationships. Thanks for posting!
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