Have the rains stopped ? - A Poetic Practice.

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Rain falls reflect the mood am in, dark clouds falling caving in, like tear drops on the cheeks rollin, down into the pit of gloom.

Often depression hits like a brick, slamming me on the hard wall with a massive kick, oh how I wish of an exit trick.

You ever think things are just blurry paths all up ahead, taking your every step forward to a roads end coming to a stop dead.

Dark clouds murking my plans not wanting how to come to something I will have to climb out and get back to clam blue days, are you in front?

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Have you ever seen the rain, falling down all hard again, looking at the days ahead, feeling like summers dead, oh no, where are the shining sun gone.

I want to know where do lovers greave again, in this gloomy raining wet day, keeping our summers sun behind clouds and away.


noodlypanda@noodlypanda hope your health is on the mend, and pray to God you will receive blessings your way. Here is another prose practice.

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