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May 2017
Looking for comfort
Tears in my eyes
Like rain pouring down
From the steel grey skies
I've had a lot of time to think
Since you've been gone
I haven't had a shave in three days now
I can't seem to face the mirror
Breathe deep they say
It will help you heal
What do they know anyway
I'll just lay here in bed
Waiting for it to pass
It my take weeks
Maybe months...
Who knows it could be years
Cloudy skies cloudy judgement
I'm impaired and I haven't had a drop
I could wish the pain away
But what would that help

I'm just going to stay in bed
until these clouds roll by
I look out my window
And what do I see
A steel grey sky following me
Irving MacPherson
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