these clouds are new-
darkly.
they roll in, reminding you of something you forgot.
dangerous, a past life.
those times you forgot,
you left your heart alone
and it beat so fast
faster than the clouds,
not that you would worry,
it wouldn't worry you.
a life alone is all you ever wanted
but i needed more.
you thought you weren't enough,
maybe your mother was right,
you were never enough
for anyone.
ride home on the winds,
sick clouds.
alone,
you will find yourself.
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