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Thunder wrench my soul in two as in your arms I'm sadly soothed You feel like home and push my thoughts to dwell on all the lines I've crossed. I miss the downpour's kissing scent and hours lazy, freely spent on playing cards and smiling long I miss my grandpa's humming song Thunder don't you travel from me, I demand you stop to get me! Pick me up and drop me home where I have never been alone. I'll ride softly on your grumble I'll slide down a lightning tremble to the streets I've walked in summer When you were my friend, my thunder.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Book: Shattered Sighs