Dark gray clouds follow overhead.
"tut, tut, it looks like rain"
Frigid wind blows through my hair; my skin is icy cold to touch.
Someone has tripped and popped my red balloon.
The sun is hiding from me. Was it something I said?
summer has disappeared and deserted me, as fall and winter are ganging up on me.
My world has turned dull and gray.
The one i love has lost interest
and left me here
dying - crying - alone.
I have become invisible to him; my sobs are noiseless now.
All my tears won't bring him back.
Where has the sun gone?
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