Storms
Rain becomes tears
All day it rains
And if the day seems good
The darken cloud still hangs around
It hovers over your head
It's depression
You seem tangled with its lighting
You feel alone
And you put a mask to hide it
And an umbrella for the storm
It covers you partly
And no one seems to know
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