BLACK CLOUDS
Black clouds where lost souls weep,
Calling all those who’ve lost the fight.
In the fog of fleeting heights,
Shadows grip to hold on tight.

Black clouds gather overhead,
In the dark where shadows blend.
Embrace the haze within the darkest night,
Seen desperation on a hollow face.

Black clouds drift without sin,
Through the whispers of an ally’s doom.
Hearts that bleed and souls that grieve,
Sanity echoes flickering pains of hope.

© FRP Thoughts
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