Dark Clouds


Cracks shine through the sides only to be left

A dark cloud comes through, a dissapointment

They expected something different not theft

Not suddenly drained of their excitement

Their hearts bleed, but mine clotted completely

I no longer care for myself, do you?

Shot in the dark in my heart so quickly

Bastard, what did you expect me to do?

I'm not perfect none of us are, look, see?

Can God help me please, I need some solace

Apolegetic, but worth it? Not me

Am I unforgivable? It is thus

The dark clouds are straining they part to luster

The breeze on my skin a smile musters


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