I stand alone as the sky bleeds
from an open wound
should I cry too
to cleanse my open wounds
should I let people see
like the sky does
that I hurt—
That I feel pain—
should I scream in agony like thunder?
should I make a scene like lightning?
or
should I use the skies
tears—
screams—
as a disguise
so no-one can see
the heart ache I feel
Should I?
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