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Grey


Your grip is cold and wrapped around my heart.
I struggle free and find I leave behind
A life entwined, lost and slowly torn apart.
I fall without my heart and with my mind
I try to find the sunshine once you gave,
But cannot see for in the clouds i lay
In fear of torture gloomy, grim and grave,
And still it rains, while in your grip I stay.




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