Tapping against the glass,
tears fall from the sky,
as a river of sadness overflows.
The clouds cannot contain their sorrow.
Blanketing the world in darkness,
the sky lights up,
as screams echo through the air.
Dark gray turns to black.
Anger bursts forth,
as the clouds breathe out,
loud as a lion's roar.
The storm goes on.
The screaming softens,
to a moan,
and tears flow out again.
There is one last sniff ...
Then silence.
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Things Only Some Understand
RastgeleLife asked Death, "Why do people love me, but hate you?" Death responded, "Beacause your a beautiful lie and, I'm a painful truth."
