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I miss gray
That boring neutral shade
It's beautiful
Flint but softer
Sand
With a dash of blue green
A cherished old photograph
Black and white
Intertwined flawlessly to create a mix that melts
I can't stand this color anymore
Your smile, perfect but shy
I still think back and wonder why.
Did you close your eyes?
What did you see?
Because right now, it would do some good to meet that side of me.
Its an strange sensation to miss something you never had.
Knowing it was over before it began.
But for just right now, what I miss the most; is the one time I held your hand.
I'm trapped in this skin
It's too tight
I don't fit
It's not warm
It's not cozy
I don't know what it is
Uncomfortable
No
Awkward what is is
It's a life and a body
That I did not pick

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