ENTRY number 11
~Luina Ashcroft~
The afternoon ended with a storm
A tribute to the night which will follow me towards home
Rain clouds veering towards the heavens I adore
This endless cycle of life that will go on forevermore
Raindrop clears the pavement; the places above and below
The rooftops, the concrete, the passing cars and lights that glow
The empty streets with only the damp clothes as company
Everyone but me rushing towards a nearby sanctuary
How wonderful it is to laugh at this misery
Instead on wallowing on self pity
As the people behind their havens laugh at their expense
I laugh back and say to myself; I could get used to this
~Luina Ashcroft~
The afternoon ended with a storm
A tribute to the night which will follow me towards home
Rain clouds veering towards the heavens I adore
This endless cycle of life that will go on forevermore
Raindrop clears the pavement; the places above and below
The rooftops, the concrete, the passing cars and lights that glow
The empty streets with only the damp clothes as company
Everyone but me rushing towards a nearby sanctuary
How wonderful it is to laugh at this misery
Instead on wallowing on self pity
As the people behind their havens laugh at their expense
I laugh back and say to myself; I could get used to this
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