dawn of depression
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It all begins at dawn,
when thoughts begin to spawn...
I look up in the sky,
a tear fills my eye...
Clouds are all around,
but the storm, it can't be found...
Emotions fill my head,
where have I been lead?...
The sky is clearing,
sanity nearing...
The sun is peaking,
light is leaking...
Where have they gone,
the clouds before dawn?...
They'll never again fly,
until tomorrow's morning sky...
The sun has been crowned,
now shadows lurk around...
The sky shifts to red,
as if it has bled...
But it's no time for fearing,
the sky is now clearing...
The clouds resume their place,
with dignity and grace...
Only to start the progression,
of the Dawn Of Depression...