Umbrella, our rain shield,
Underneath, someone battling,
Holding still against the wind,
Even the tears are falling.
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Cold breeze, the same as their gaze,
Silent struggles within the haze,
Each droplet a whispered fight,
A heart enduring through the night.
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The flood of pain, it overwhelms,
Fighting battles, alone, ourselves,
Some mock, others disappear,
Leaving us to face the fear.
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But after the rain, a rainbow appears,
A reminder that not all battles last through the years.
The storm will pass, the skies will clear,
And strength is born from what we fear.