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Storm Tears Dry
His eyes like a raincloud
that sprinkles so free,
releasing sad teardrops
to raise up the sea.
An ocean of memories
sad to the touch,
heart broken and lonely,
he wasn't liked much.
Teardrops that flood
and fall down like rain,
he was hurt by others,
and couldn't take pain.
He finally looked inside
and found some sunlight,
he knew that was good,
he didn't have to fight.
He looked in the mirror
and liked himself there,
he stopped feeling bad,
and started to care.
The storm had stopped
and he felt good,
he ignored the bad
and did as he should.
He didn't need others
to brighten his days,
it was inside himself
in so many ways.
that sprinkles so free,
releasing sad teardrops
to raise up the sea.
An ocean of memories
sad to the touch,
heart broken and lonely,
he wasn't liked much.
Teardrops that flood
and fall down like rain,
he was hurt by others,
and couldn't take pain.
He finally looked inside
and found some sunlight,
he knew that was good,
he didn't have to fight.
He looked in the mirror
and liked himself there,
he stopped feeling bad,
and started to care.
The storm had stopped
and he felt good,
he ignored the bad
and did as he should.
He didn't need others
to brighten his days,
it was inside himself
in so many ways.
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Storm Tears Dry
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