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💗Longing

Unrest

Nanda Regine

Our skies were once blueOur happiness as fat as the clouds that surrounded usBut then, we kept getting darkerOur clouds were no longer blushing whiteInstead, they were heavily Grey with angerThe anger that has risen between usEverything appeared foggy,From the tears that this unrest has causedThen we rainedOur pain and tension hurried away like thunder showersThat left our cloudsOnly then, did we realiseThat we will always be each other's rainbow after every storm

— Nanda Regine

From “Inside Her Roses”