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Gray.
Gray.
All you efforts,
down in vain.
A better life,
with no pain.
All those shiny words
that sprawled;
on my walls.
Of utter dismay,
to darkness that crawled.
All your progress to a stand-still stall.
my demise,
was set to an eternal stretch.
So I succumb,
back to the dark.
Your shiny bright
always contrasted my stark.
Filled with hollow,
weeping for my fellow
Who was equivalent of gray
and not yellow!
All you efforts,
down in vain.
A better life,
with no pain.
All those shiny words
that sprawled;
on my walls.
Of utter dismay,
to darkness that crawled.
All your progress to a stand-still stall.
my demise,
was set to an eternal stretch.
So I succumb,
back to the dark.
Your shiny bright
always contrasted my stark.
Filled with hollow,
weeping for my fellow
Who was equivalent of gray
and not yellow!
Published 20th Sep 2013
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25th Jun 2014 5:15am
The poem gave off a frustrated air, which is what it was supposed to do I suspect :) good read.
