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Jan 2019
Rainclouds,
They always seem to block the way.
The rain was cold,
My mind hurt and ached.
Life was in turmoil,
And I hated myself more everyday.

Then I let go to experince a new day.
I began to sing, play, forget,
And try to live for my own sake.
It all felt hopeless,
I ran as far as I could,
But never got away.

I thought of a beach,
A mistake that made me pay.
It hurt more and more,
As the clouds turned into a hurricane.
Everything began to break,
My will to live away.

Then one day,
A ray of sunshine,
Broke through my pain.
No longer the same pattern,
Damaged my brain.

I began to live life in a new way.
I wanted to live.
I wanted to make all the rain clouds go away.
This is just a random poem, this site limits the lines so it always seems to mess up my stanzas and actually takes away from the poem, but oh well it's there.
William Solomon
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William Solomon  16/M
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