Dark Skies
Her smile used to sing
Of youth and sunshine,
Before her light was taken,
Covered by dark skies
And cruel rains
An anger wells within,
When I can see the storm
Hanging on the horizon,
One day ending,
But not yet gone
While on her face
And in her eyes,
She bears the marks
Of lightning strikes
And thunder claps
I can provide her only shelter--
A temporary relief,
While the winds still whip the air,
and the boughs still whine and crack
For the storm can not be silenced,
Nor the damage be undone,
As I hold her battered heart
Beneath the blackest of skies
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