8 March 2013

Grey skies Horizons lost Clouds for miles A hint of frost Troubled times don't run, they walk

Silver lined or heavy with rain when it's your head they're over It doesn't feel the same

The sky two permanent though ever changing Rearranging the energies Igniting yet fading

Then it stops just two pause like a picture Only my memory has it- at least looking this way

We're captivated by the novel, the surreal half way to nirvana before we know the deal

So much dreariness on a rainy day It contrasts itself with grey on grey

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