Thundering, beating painfully in my chest
My mind tries to grant solace
Reasons for the echo that grant me no rest
The echo as I lay, eyes closed dreaming of these words
The echo is enough to make my body rise
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Journals Of Enreal 
Beautiful. It is clear that this is you, and the rhythm is quite nice. Where did it come from? Just a hint of transcendence at the the end. Something in you can write.
i like it, i like it a lot…it is clear description and the images unfolding nicely
(i must, honestly, say that from reading you before you can improve this one. maybe replace some of the repeating words, or develop it a bit – just a bit – of course if that kind of comment is unwelcome by you, or you feel i would have better write it to you in personal just delete it and let me know)
blessings
D!
As I read this, outside the rain was pounding while winds battered. Thundering rumbled continuously, a heavy presence. Thanks for the words spoken.
Great!!!!!
Have a nice weekend.
Cyrus
I didnt understand it completely… There is something deep hidden behind these words..