its all a black cloud
of at best insecurities
and of course lies of self hate
but every cloud has a silver lining
and that it isn't always lightning
though it might always rain
and thunder
some strange sun will emerge from behind that black cloud
and that sun will shine
down onto a barren land
and where dust wouldn't even show
flowers would begin to grow
but that might be a long time from now
and though i'll never be able to describe
how i truly feel on the inside
maybe that sun is about to come
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