Forlorn

The sky is dark
The shdes of dark blue
Dwelling in my eyes
Swollen with pain
The rain shall rejoice
For the very drops
Fall with my forlorn
That kisses my cheeaks
With the tears of heaven
The stars that are meant to glisten
Hinding being the dark curls
The wind are desined to sing’
Now crying beneath the clouds
The sky is dark
Waiting to pour in on me
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Posted: Apr 2021

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