All those moments are fading
I'm slowly forgetting what it felt to be loved by you
Still the pain hasn't stopped
It still hurts
Every now and then
These blurred memories throw stones
In my peaceful life
Create ripples in my soul
I'm tired
I have a life
I want to live it
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GREY | POETRY COLLECTION |
Poetry" Humans have more shades Than on the colour palatte of an artist" Grey, is a mixture of darkness and light, happiness and sadness, black and white. It is a peaceful place where one hides, cries, smiles laughs without anyone knowing. Grey is us. W...
