In the air

Sat, 05/03/2014 - 21:27 -- Joykuzu

Silences is everywhere.

Drakness is over head.

No one is out,

everyone is in there homes.

thre is no sound.

no wind in the air.

Everything holds it's breath,

waiting for anything.

Days and days in darkness,

will all be the same again.

a light pierced through 

the dark clouds.

Hope cames to all.

 

 

 

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