Grey blood

Awoke this morning to a grey sky

Fell asleep to the grey moon.

grey blood rushing fast,

but life wont last.

walked on the grey life.. just to wait and die.

grey blood in my veins...

radio of death...

grey in sight..

all i see is grey blood...

i feel like my lifes faded to grey,

not a perfect day..

because it restarts every day..

waiting to end life..

hopefully with a knife..

so i hope you love grey blood!

This poem is about: 
Me

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