The Rain Cloud


A dark cloud crosses through the sky
Unhappy, dejected, about to cry
Because all the others run away
When the dark cloud appears on a lovely day
It is left alone in a field of blue
Tears on its face like a morning dew
The cloud cries and cries, water showering below
But nobody cares, they would just go
And the cloud is all alone

The clouds are the people that tend to claim
The people who look different, are not the same

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