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It came like a storm, a sudden rain,
A force I failed to withstand, a relentless strain.
It poured down, filling my lungs with despair,
I tried to scream, but no one was there.
Caught in the eye, paralyzed with fright,
Struck by thunder, my soul lost its fight.
The clouds closed in, like a night in November,
In an instant, I drowned in an endless somber.
I looked heavenward, longing for light,
But even the sun refused to shine bright.
I never saw it coming, for it came whenever,
Some storms are too fierce to ever weather.
And if I'd known, I would've been prepared,
I would've brought my umbrella, indoors I stayed.
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Echoes of Grief: A poetry collection during my depression
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