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Poetic T Oct 11
Doubt is a cloud hanging
              over me.

And the rain is a reminder,
            that ill never dry off.


I just want to hold up high,
                        strength,

                                                  so it keeps
me dry of tears seeping though stitches.

But on this day, I'm ill prepared and
            the clouds drown me in droplets


of high felt emotion.


                   Raining down unimpeded.

— The End —