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Lake Romantic...


The Rain Bashes towards the window
Droplets everywhere
They slid down as if on a waterslide
And hit the monsterous puddle
They all become one
While in the buliding besides it the two lovers spin and jump gracefully
The puddles combine
The drains are clogged up
The dirt mixes up
The bulidings windows now spread open wide
It grows and develops
It doesn't stop raining
Until March 2009
There now is a puddle
But of a monsterous size
You could call it a lake
As it has a smooth surface
occasional ripples
A dirt brown color
About 100 ft wide and deep at that
with no one in site
And is the day
That we like to call
The lake formation
Of lake romantic
But why call it that..?
Well that's another story
You learn another time.



I think that was terribly confusing. What are your guys opinions??
xox
Crimson Flowers