Grey

Sun, 10/27/2013 - 18:23 -- ANoahB

Everything felt grey today,

The sidewalk, the sky, what people say.

Sometimes I wish I were a tropical bird,

or that I lived in a fantasy world (with magic).

That way I could conjure colour,

or whistle the grey away with a love song.

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