Allyson Gordon - Dark Clouds

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There’s a dark cloud overhead As if brought by a storm But this cloud will not shift And more clouds begin to form The darkness lurks above Bringing sorrow into the air The fog begins to appear As my heart starts to tear The night falls apart In my shaking hands Nothing can be repaired In these despair-filled lands I fall to my knees And beg for happiness As the world crumbles down i am lost in the darkness Allyson Gordon poemhunter.com/poem/dark-clouds-8/