Sitting on a daisy filled hill
Another perfect day gone by
Out here on my only will
My attention turns towards the sky
Clouds of every shape and size
Floating by so fast and slow
One looks like a childs prize
One looks like a running doe
I sit and watch in wonder
These shapes that are our own
Then i hear a distant thunder
And i am now alone
The clouds are disappearing
Forming in one big pack
The time is ever nearing
And the sky bleeds black
Is it falling everywhere
Or is it just on me
I can't see anywhere
The clouds wont let me be
It's pouring drops of loathing
It's raining in my core
It goes right through my clothing
And in my every pore
What is this I've created
Imagination failed
My umbrellas long sedated
Since the day it hailed
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