7. Grey Poem
There is sun
And there is rain
And there is always the midnight crave
There are smiles
And there are tears
It's this loneliness I fear
There are thoughts I need to clear
There is a place I can't go near
And I find myself just waiting...
Then a grey poem unravels…
There was sun
And there was rain
But there was never a midnight crave
Now the smiles
Have turned to tears
It's this loneliness I fear
There are thoughts I need to clear
There is a place I can't go near
And I find myself just waiting
Then a grey poem unravels…
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