Gray

Some days seems
to have been forgotten
by God and man
This is one of those days
Heavy grey clouds
Playing with us
Telling there is no hope
Not for you or anyone
We will stay forever
Slowly freezing
Your life
Turning to stone
Might be the only
Option

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I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts and the world ends.

Posted in #blogg100, Black, Poem, Poetry

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