as the clouds gather

As the clouds gather
in my mind they clatter
nothing will really matter
because things did not get better

all that remains of my thoughts
are memories of the past
not looking for the future
because in the end nothing will last

the thoughts are still clashing
on my doors they are bashing
they come in, burning and slashing
the memories of my soul

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