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Loud music pours into our ears,
As we step over the threshold and into building.
It’s too loud,
So we go outside.
It’s dark and cold,
and I can still hear the pounding the music,
off in the in the distance.
We make our way to the side of the lake,
where we sit on the hard cold wooden bench.
We watch the lake,
as the shadows of the trees twist their way across the glassy water.
I start to think that maybe as we watch the lake,
the lake is watching us.
- by supermangafan |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/07/2009 |
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- Title: Lake Watching
- Artist: supermangafan
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- Date: 11/07/2009
- Tags: lake watching
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