Your tears,
let me know this is real.
cloudiness;
your distracted,
let me know what you feel.
The thunder rumbles in
then my heart begins to pound,
and it's too much for me.
It's getting cloudy again,
it's all a blur.
My world, and yours,
spin 'round.
Clouds run thorough us,
we are gone,
we hurt.
I must confess,
you were never there to begin with.
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