Dancing in the distilled rain
The whole world watches as the sky falls in its darkest hour. In all the chaos you are my peace so won't you please dance with me? This final dance of living in hell as the world is ending pity in the distilled rain as the darkened sky is falling on fluorescent pavement while the world is ending yet for you and I it is merely the beginning hold me close till we reach the ending I love you, my reflection
You. Hey, Nyrobi. As it's raining right now, I just finished listening to Dancing in the Distilled Rain. I listened to it quite a few times, actually, because I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was that I was trying to say in regards to what went through me when I listened to this piece. And after listening and listening and listening and listening, it hit me three words pop up book. Pop up book
Khalid Hanif
@theElvnth_Our · 1:27
Greetings. Greetings. Nyrobi Khalid. I hope you well. I am fresh from listening to that wonderful piece that you shared with us, dancing in the Distilled Rain. Intrigued immediately upon reading the title and absolutely thrilled and in enjoyed it thoroughly as I listened to you presented your word choices painted kinetic and very vivid pictures imagery in my mind, one that made me hold on very tightly as I listened