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As the rain spells out
your name in stutters...
There he stood
frozen to the spot...
All of this gravel I'm eating keeps
chipping my teeth...
There's a fire of ambivalence
that smolders just...
When my love was gone
thrown to the wind like dust...
That words can be simply plucked from the air and shaped into something beautiful is fascinating and wonderful indeed.
Sometimes it's not the music that gets us emotional it's the people and things that come to mind when listening to it.
Anything worth seeing can never be reflected in a mirror.