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Silver Rain
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The sky is blue with destiny still breathing
The air is pure with the rising sun
The horizon seems to cradle the clouds
And not a single soul was in pain
I stand alone wondering why I am even here
I don't belong with these people, Or even this world
Shadows and afterimages, A bad dream that I
Simply cannot awake from
My gaze is shifted to the skyThe sky is grey with bated breath
The air is exhaled to create a vaccuum
The horizon is blocked by an incoming rain
Silver drops hit my skin like falling mercury
My gaze is shifted downEvery soul has stopped in time
Everyone has halted to an unseen facade
Bodies fall all at once, A thunderous roar
Yet I remain standing
The atmosphere is reduced to a brittle shell
And eyes perceive a world of grey
Raindrops that have fallen from heaven
Have come with the wrath of hell
My gaze is shifted to the skyThis silver rain falls like knives
Stripping the bones of flesh
This silver rain falls like an acid
Dissolving the monuments of man
This silver rain falls like a fire
Leaving nothing but a charred footpring
This silver rain falls...
This silver rain falls on all but me
© Brett Windnagle, 2008
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To keep this one interesting, Im not gonna even hint to as what its about. But I will say that it takes place in the future, the past, and an alternate existence all at once
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