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When the dust and dirt

That lies on life's rugged road,

Gets displaced and dissipates

Under a titanic truckload.

When equal forces meet

They repeat, and unseat

Life's rhymic refrain,

Revolve and run on into a hurricane.


Forms a storm

That torments your brain.

Condensation collects like the pains.

White clouds turn to rain,

Floating far away,

But destined to desend into drains.


But don't despair,

'Cos clouds separate,

The dust settles,

Puddles sizzle away.

You'll travel to the top,

Where you were the other day.

I've not got much more to say,

If anything life's full of cycles,

Similar to the weather,

So don't let a few rainy days

Start to get to you.


◄ It's easier not to love

Stop the cuts ►


<Deleted User> (6895)

Fri 12th Apr 2013 18:01

good advice,
especially the last two lines Wez.xx

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