Bad Weather

My mind is grey
Much like a stormy sky
The thunder, my thoughts
The raindrops, the tears I cry
Lighting flashes
my emotions, sparks fly
Striking down at the easiest target
Then I'm left to clean up
The storm this mess made
But I must remember
That there's only rainbows
After the rain

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