poemranker ::Grey by RealmOfSong

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Grey

Member since 2003 · Posted 4 Dec 2003 · 0 comments

Everyday it seems to me The demons have come back to play And no matter how loud I scream I can't ever make them go away I wish somedays it was done So tired of all my mistakes I have nowhere left to run And every part of me is grey I've left everyone behind So I would not feel betrayed But I'll never escape my mind Or the shards in all the words they say My greatest fear was just life I can't change my self-destructive ways I have nowhere left to hide And every part of me is grey

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