It’s
all just gray
Fifty
shades of it
See,
I might be depressed
But
I can still make jokes
You
can still smile when you’re hurting
You
can still laugh when you’re empty
I’m
swimming in this ocean of gray
Colorless
as an old film
The
only Technicolor in my life
Is
the crimson splash
On
porcelain
R.R.
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