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THE SKY & I CRY

The sky keeps crying.
Dry inside,I keep crying
Nonstop, so that
As my face keeps crying,
It also keeps drying
With the salt of my tears.
I was robbed and sobbed for 2 years,
The LAST 2 years,
At a constant rate
Which is why I predict record rainfall.
Tears are my downfall.
When I cry a downpour,
I then cry down more,
Until my head’s in pain.
These are my “Monsoon Rains”
And if they don’t abate soon,
Better make some room on the ark
Cause I have a lot of tears in my heart.