Black Sheep - Niken.

Her voice, a tune beneath the rain,
Soft and clear, it soothes my pain.
Through cloudy skies, where shadows lie,
It lingers sweet, my lullaby.

Her kindness blooms in the grayest haze,
A gentle light through stormy days.
The world feels warmer when she's near,
Even under skies that drip with tears.

Her mind, a maze I long to roam,
A shelter when I'm far from home.
Each thought she shares, a spark, a glow,
In the gloom, she helps me grow.

And then her laugh—a fleeting sound,
Like raindrops dancing on the ground.
It shakes the clouds, it breaks the spell,
A funny, perfect carousel.

Beneath the storm, beneath the sky,
Her essence hums; I can't deny.
She's the rain that feeds my soul,
The one who makes my spirit whole.\n\nBlack Sheep

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