A storm was brewing in the deep blue sky
The grumpy clouds seemed so high
Floating through the sky
Hiding all their lies
And overflowing waiting to die
The heaviness frays
As the storm blows away taking all the cloud's lies and saving them for another day
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Almost Oxygen
PoetryThe words I Should have said but never did, The words that Almost used Oxygen This story/Collection of poems is a lot of things, things I'd wish I said, A journey of love if I can even call it that, Heartbreak, learning it's okay to be alone. The jo...
