1.6.10

Pale-hearted Fear



And ever so slowly,
the rain relents,
the view, sublime,
caught in the warmth
of this effortless nightfall.

But sometimes, 
when it thunders,
I rattle deep inside
and cannot, 
for the life of me, sleep.

I lay awake,
apprehensive amid this
pale-hearted fear.

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