Stormy

But it comes when it wants
Darkening her heart.

Heaving sobs
Wrenched from her chest,
Full tears
Pricked from her eyes.

Memories of things
That never existed.
Longing for times
That haven’t yet arrived.

It only comes for a moment,
A cloud passing over her soul.

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