The Gray Song
By: the iHope Poet
Walking on my shadow under
Deeply ashen skies
The rain is falling silver in the dark
And so it shines.
And despite the somber fog
There’s a feeling in the air of desperate
Hope for something
more.
A sea of fallen teardrops buries
Lost and broken hearts
Mute and leaden in their color, they’re unsure
Of where to start
After all the hurt they’ve been through
All the twisted, tinted pain
Now, for once, there is a chance that
They’ll be healed inside this rain
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