Dark Clouds
Fairy tales have an end
Tragedies have a start.
How long should I pretend?
That hurting myself ain't that
smart.
The dark clouds over my
head get darker,
Wondering where the sun
has gone.
You tried to get to me but I
went further,
Into the unforgiving storm.
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