Weeping Clouds


The rain abducted me

I am bereaved of the solemn grace

It pulls me in


The rain

Cornered the world with moisture

It makes my tears invisible

How it carries on

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Within This Realm

At this point of my life,
I have learned to compile regrets
Cover myself with it like filth
Only to appear to be my own statue
It hurts to see myself this way.
When you can’t convey how you feel and learned to bottle it up–
for you acquired the understanding
that whatever you may fee is irrelevant to everyone you know
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