'Stormy Skies.'
By blackheart
Raining icebergs hit my skin, They leave red marks... i think. Or are they blue? No, that's my eyes. Am i sure? Oh my... These icebergs bring me such delight. Raining icebergs lay on street, Dancing all around... like feet. Or are they water waves? Shimmering bright. I'm not sure, Is that right? These icebergs bring me such delight. Raining icebergs slip from roof, Falling and sliding... broken tooth. Or is it sugar? Canderel light? I don't know, Oh, my... These icebergs bring me such delight. Raining icebergs meet my soul, They leave a dent... black hole. A neutron star collapsing? I'll be a sight. Perhaps? I might. These icebergs bring me such delight. The raining icebergs are here for me tonight. Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 20 2002 04:13 AM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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"Raining icebergs hit my skin,..."