Always

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March 2002 Poetry

The sky is always clouded,

and always colored gray.

You probably never call,

cause you have nothing left to say.

~

The rain is always falling,

the sky is never blue.

I am always lonely,

and I never hear from you.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-15-02.

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