Down on my uppers

With the feeling of a quickening in the hours

evening seemed to arrive sooner and darker than usual.

Being in the state I was in it wasn't long before I became lost

in troublesome streets

continuing to grieve over your creation of my loneliness.

 

adding to this all round feeling of woe

the heavy unforgiveable downpour

that even the deepest and most sincere of prayers

could do nothing to bring about its cessation

 

and despite all the currency of these tears I was shedding

none had enough self pitying value in them

to pay for at least one cloud broken uplifting smile

from the Moon

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◄ Developed and delivered miracle ( Otis )

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