211: Winter Deluge

211: Winter Deluge

We think of our responsibilities, our worries, our future
The things we must do tonight
The people we’re friends with, or in love with
We think of everything

Outside a thousand drums pound
Unaware of our own drums in our heads
Tapping out a loud beat all can hear
Amongst the beat, the cries and shrieks of repression

Winter has come, and the dead come with it.


~ Serendipitous

Yes, it is a reference.


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