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Jul 2015
A grey time to be alive
Clouds in. A glance within in the air
Birds. Mocking! Mocking birds mocking!!
We always trying to translate our actions in an unparalleled dimension
So are the sillhouettes of the waves of our pain
A deep trance we live in when we make human beings our priority
A. Grey time to be alive!
But I don't wana die.
Charcoal skies,prudent. Ceremonies of an. Explicit remedy
Caught in the disaster of the soul searcher!
I found myself
Lost myself built myself and just went. Astray!
A grey time to be alive!
So much so with the waves of my brains cells and concrete junction of memories I wish I never had
I still wonder and think of those days
A grey time to be alive.
Now see the picture I've painted In ur head and think of this Grey time!
A grey time to be alive.
Jenny
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Jenny  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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