Cumulo-Form

The clouds tell a storyRoaming over the skyMoving with the windPassing Earth by Calling out the weatherBringing forth the painEasing aches, and brokennessBringing forth the rain Creating many a shadowBlackening the sunAn eery view of silenceSo(u)lar eclipse has begun Shapes form an imageWords cannot expressA living, breathing beingKnown to cause unrest

Breakable

Exposed, like a nerveEmotions run far, and deepVulnerable to painQuick to weep Breaking apartLike shattered glassShards of afflictionsThrough my veins, they pass Ripped apartLike a shirt at its seamsFragile, and sensitiveMy insecurities gleam Raw, open woundsOoze their lossBlood, and goreSuch is the cost

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