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I.
The moon rose with the smell of red wine
Only to have its majesty subdued
By the sound of the crying
From the tears of the stars
Though the damp darkness keeps me warm
The fugue at the hour of twilight
Carries back the memory of touch
While the haunting melody hangs on the breeze
II.
It rains now
With wishes colored grey
I aborb the bittersweet anticapation
The burden of disapointment
Ever heavy
Wears me down
Only bone-bitting winds caress
Keeping me to my course
My sheltter is in the half-truths
Found in common deceptions
The great house for every man
The commfort for everyone
III.
The wood at dusk
Calls me to the dance
Enfolds me in the embrace
With a hymn
That came from the light of her eyes
But my sins hold me back
From returning to peace.
- by Okami Nanashi |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/16/2008 |
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- Title: Ame wa sugu yamimasu
- Artist: Okami Nanashi
- Description: Something I wrote some time ago. Ame wa sugu yamimasu (will it rain tomorrow)
- Date: 07/16/2008
- Tags: poem haunting
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- yuzuki_mai - 02/18/2009
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even though you lost me some where I like it smile 4/5
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- Okami Nanashi - 07/16/2008
- the rating drops but no one says why
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- Okami Nanashi - 07/16/2008
- I take my own first comment
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