Don't teach me to cry
Growl
Burst
I just don't have earth
To hold me
My tears
To understand and tolerate
Me and my pain
To return my grief into a beauty
I could wander over
My heart's a stone
It doesn't beat since ages
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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...
