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running through dreams♥
lover.

felicity.

hearts talking.




Monday, July 27, 2009

kiss me under the stars,under water&in the rain.
this is an understatement.


hello there people of townsville,
do you want to fly kites with me on this fine fine day?
although it is pouring on the other side of the walls,
i hope the kites will stay up in the air,
where no harm can be done to you/anyone else.
unless an aeroplane decides to crash into you,
then i'm terribly sorry.
there's nothing much i can do since its pouring.
i have a choice of studying, but i'd rather not.
i've always wondered what it'd be like to kiss in the rain.
hmm..
i'm getting wet from the rain.
the wind is too strong and drips and drops of water is coming in.
my phone just rang, wonder who it is.. hmm.
i shall answer it later.
in the mean time..


As droplets hit your face,
the sky's an angry grey,
You can't help but wonder,
"What's wrong with today?
Who's angry, or scared, or crying and sad?
What is it that makes the sky so mad?

Well the truth is, my dear, there's no way to know that truth.
Unless, of course, it involves you.
But i will tell you this, believe it or not,
The sky has feelings too, and they can rage white hot.
The sky can love, hate, be in pain,
and this is the reason, i think, for the rain.

It's not just crying, or in pain too,
but just a powerful emotion running through.
It can be anything, even real calm,
and the rain is an expression, a card in its palm.
And expression will be here, even when all else is gone.

So the next time you keep strong emotion at bay,
just look to the sky, and think of the rain.
And no matter what, remember to be real.
Real as the ocean, as the moon as the trees,
Real as the rain, if you know what that means.


goodbye townsville,
you have the powerpuff girls now.


TODAY'S CHEEZY LINE:
Babe, your beauty makes the morning sun look like the dull glimmer of the moon.



kimberly C♥ 4:24 PM