Lonely

by Bertha McShane

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The uncaring thundercloud
Would not leave the empty spot above my head
Not letting me turn to anyone but myself
It felt like tears running down my face
Litteraly running as they stomped on my skin
Until they dripped off my chin
Leaving me with only the cloud
That made me lonely…

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