Gray skies,
dark clouds,
rain about to fall.
Unstable ground,
I stood on,
looked beyond what I could see.
Knees trembled.
The wind took its blow.
What used to be like music,
was heard no more.
Slowly a teardrop fell,
the rain poured.
Ached for every drop,
countless had been shed.
Trails of tears vanished.
A secret known to none.

Photo credit: wordycolorization.wordpress.com
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