Rain has taken over my little world .. Filled the void left for love within my fragile heart .. Washed away many a good memory , left for naught ... Belittled tall , hopeful Spring grass in a sea of doubt .. Marred all thoughts of freedom from depressions grasp .. Drawn a pallor of anguish and loathing across my dark day .. Rendered my spirited trees to puppets fighting the stiff , stormy breeze . Haunted my Van Gogh vision of day with voids of pitch , visions of pity.. Removed the silhouette of Oak tree and Moonlit nights , seized the brilliant starlight that I need in my life ..
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