SEVENTH COLLECTION:IMPERFECTION#7 DARK CLOUDS

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"Dark clouds"

In her presence, my heart skips a beat,
Not love, but fear, a daunting feat.
She questions my social life, casts doubt,
Leaving me to navigate in shadows of self-doubt.

Memories of smiles and beauty collide,
With the pain of departure, wounds open wide.
Raindrops fall, a melancholic symphony,
Singing of unworthiness and agony.

But I'm done running, done with the pain,
No longer trash in someone else's disdain.
In the midst of dark clouds, I seek my release,
To find peace within, and let my soul find peace.

-soulpoet-

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