Dark clouds of
despair
threaten like
a storm of
sorrow.
Ruthless beads of
blinding rain
saturate my soul,
flooding my thoughts
with memories
of loss.
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Carrie Mayhem
The chaos in Carrie's brain wrapped in a neat bow presented to you in the form of poetry, photography, short stories, and other various means of controlled havoc.
Carrie Mayhem 
Beautiful!
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Thank you!!!
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The death of an old friend this week makes your writing a symaly to my thoughts….
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You must mean Dustin. My uncle dated his mom long ago. Those Preston boys were all fabulous human beings. My heart hurts for Sandy. So sorry for your loss, my friend.
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“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
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I LOVE that quote! Perfect response, I’d give you a hug if I could. 🙂
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