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  <title>Poem - Cloudy Days</title>
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  <description>A combination of the Placebo internet radio station, along with a vague idea about really knowing the depressed person, resulted in the poem “Cloudy Days”.  Warning, this is more than a little dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy Days&lt;br /&gt;Poem for Day 217 – 20150805&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome the cloudy weather,&lt;br /&gt;grayness to mask the black inside.&lt;br /&gt;The rain will provide cover&lt;br /&gt;to the tears that drown my soul.&lt;br /&gt;This isn&apos;t Disney World,&lt;br /&gt;no place to take the little kids.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll visit and stand back in awe,&lt;br /&gt;wonder if the sun will shine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you don&apos;t understand this,&lt;br /&gt;can you when I am confused too?&lt;br /&gt;To live another day is my trial,&lt;br /&gt;Bataan March of the weary soul.&lt;br /&gt;To smile at the world hurts my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;have I shown you what you want to see?&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my mind&apos;s big top show,&lt;br /&gt;bring on the clowns with bloody grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may say I&apos;m brave to share these things,&lt;br /&gt;I must now humbly disagree.&lt;br /&gt;A coward&apos;s life is never pretty&lt;br /&gt;even when dressed in thoughtful prose.&lt;br /&gt;Word finery does not forgive,&lt;br /&gt;any more than a purse comes from pig&apos;s ear.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll leave you with my apologies,&lt;br /&gt;then retreat to my cloudy  days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2015, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=552223&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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