A Cloud

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A cloud
So perfect, so full
Energy high
Happy, free
But when the negative crashes
I burn
My eyes do not sleep
My skull turns black
I hold on to my rain
Snow close to following
The sun taunts me
The moon howls in distress
And suddenly
I can't hold it in
The water pours
It soaks the land
My rain runs like streams
As down my face
As down to the face of the earth
Where everyone runs and hides
They are afraid
Lightning angers me
The sky above me roars
And I will never be a cloud
Never ever again

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