As my head spun round
And the thunderbolt struck
I couldn’t help but think
If only I’d ducked
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It is strange.
You are told that when these things happen, you’ll just know.
You won’t be able to catch your breath,
your stomach will be in knots
and a thunderbolt will fly through the sky.
But it doesn’t … it didn’t.
It is strange.
It is not that you are particularly handsome – you are not.
But it’s the way you make me feel.
You make me laugh.
You make me smile.
I look forward to seeing you.
I look forward to you coming to see me.
But I know there is no future in it.
It will not go anywhere.
I want the thunderbolt.
I need it.
(Originally Posted 02.03.2019)
Sometimes we want thunder and all we get is rain. 😒🖤
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So true 🖤🖤
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👍🖤
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I like the flawless change in style you’ve had over the years. You do well with rhyme and free verse both!
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Aw, you’re too kind 😊
But yes, it’s been interesting so far looking back. I hadn’t realised how much my style has developed and changed over the years – even if the content hasn’t 😉🖤
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The thunderbolts can be fun but also a pain in the ass! 🙂
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So true 👍🖤
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🙂
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