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The clouds shadow the sky

In a murky blanket of

Darkness and depression

Blocking the hopeful sun

From view.

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As they weep, rain is

Pouring in piercing droplets

Of endless, crystals tears,

Showering their trauma

Upon every living soul.

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A morbid mood drapes

The town, while sorrow

And pitifulness mercilessly

Flood the land.

A/N: Another poem written during Health Class...lol. I hope you enjoyed it! Any comments, constructive critisism, praise, or hate is welcome. Though, I would prefer no flames, please.

A title suggestion would be ever so kind! If you can think of one.

Please review!