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*~*~*~*
She breathes.
Raindrop percussion and a thundering bass
Bare feet on cold concrete
She runs.
She has awakened, and
She feels.
She is the best kind of cold
Her favourite kind of lost
And with the sound of Nature's voice
She is revived.
Chilled and drowning...
Screaming and unheard...
She loves.
And the wind encourages her with whispered verses
And the lightning illuminates notes that no one else can see, and
She sings.
Her heart beats once
For every drop of water on pavement,
Racing her legs to nowhere
Until she falls into the grass and stops.
She smiles
She laughs
She breathes.
At last, she is alive.
*~*~*~*
As I said, it's a lot better with the formatting so check it out on my LiveJournal if you want.
*~*~*~*
She breathes.
Raindrop percussion and a thundering bass
Bare feet on cold concrete
She runs.
She has awakened, and
She feels.
She is the best kind of cold
Her favourite kind of lost
And with the sound of Nature's voice
She is revived.
Chilled and drowning...
Screaming and unheard...
She loves.
And the wind encourages her with whispered verses
And the lightning illuminates notes that no one else can see, and
She sings.
Her heart beats once
For every drop of water on pavement,
Racing her legs to nowhere
Until she falls into the grass and stops.
She smiles
She laughs
She breathes.
At last, she is alive.
*~*~*~*
As I said, it's a lot better with the formatting so check it out on my LiveJournal if you want.