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2009One day I ran through wild nature
only clothed with my heart.
But it offered me no protection
ripped apart from human dirt.
I ran unknown paths,
I screamed the tears deep in the land.
I cursed the one who gifted me life
and asked who controls my fate.
One's fates are lost
from the power of one's own hand.
But who drew the paths,
which took from me my sanity.
The rain fell on my skin,
like tears - it was so familiar to me.
I spread out my arms
and scream all my pain up and away.
So I enjoyed his tears;
those that fell on my skin.
They also cooled my eyelids
and our screams together grew loud.
I lay in moist grass
and sung of what I read in the clouds.
And I understood the lines, written by the poet:
That raindrops are tears, when rain love
by Nargaroth - Wenn Regen liebt
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Comments: 22
Dreena [2016-02-17 15:17:43 +0000 UTC]
Reminds me of home. Rain is very present where I live.
Nice photo
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finelyfotos [2016-02-17 14:57:47 +0000 UTC]
This is wonderful! The blur on the umbrella and the sharpness of the grass is just right. The texture adds some serious pathos, and the color choice could have been too much but it isn't. Really, really strong!!
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