Dark clouds above me.
Blocking out the sunlight.
The cold air goes into me.
The birds are fluttering searching for a place to hide.
I sense that something really devil is about to happen.
Perceiving the smell of humidity in the atmosphere.
I can feel the rain coming close.
Now I'm thiniking how can I hold it back.
I wish I could stop the rain.
lunes, 29 de junio de 2009
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