The Dark Cloud Poem by Clarence Williams

The Dark Cloud



        You exist only in your light that you created. And here the sound of your sadness cry aloud in your dark space, the shadows of witch you bare witness  are people like images of the pain  that exist on thee inside of you, and there you smile at thee image and call it a her, and when you get a clear view it's really images of your hurt. 

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