Challenge
Today's weather. The most poetic report wins.
Everyone thinks you’re fine until it starts to rain.
The sky opens up and pours
Just like you wish your eyes did sometimes
Somehow you can't seem to cry.
A patch of sun appears
Covering the sadness with a bright burst of joy.
Then
Clouds roll in,
Hiding your emptiness from the world.
Everyone thinks you're fine
Until it starts to rain.
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