Nimbus clouds suffused the painfully blue sky.
Umbrella check, a raincoat is in.
Walking on the empty road puzzling your alibi.
Doubt check, your honesty is uncertain.
To be smitten is giving off a butterfly.
Communication check, your love is missing.
Smooch under the rain, caught you red-handed, why?
Feel betrayed, wrath bursting.
The heart-wrenching scene is not picturesque.
The tragedy is obscene, not cinematheque.
I wrote a fairytale, I am behind the wordy.
But why do I feel I am the villain of my own story?
Such a plagiarist.
I took the red-eye after dropping the bomb.
Turbulence check, I puked up your lie.
My clothes are dripping wet, the cold doesn't make me numb.
Paralyzed check, needing a bed to lay.
To stay in love is to endure everything.
Rope check, your hand is like a sand.
Packing your things out, leaving our house like a thief, devastating.
Approval check, I know this is bad.
The heart-rending decision gives me fatigue.
Drama is mainstream, he is picaresque.
I wrote a rhythmic song, I am behind the voice.
Now I feel mighty, owning my piece, trusting my choice.
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