MY WORLD

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Gray is the colour of my world
The flowers have all turned to dust
And the Stars no longer shine
The sun never sleeps
And the moon ... but a distant memory

Pain is a piercing thorn
A heart breaking moment
A cry in the dark
Love ...
A four letter word
That lies buried in the sand
Blown away in desert storms
Across the barren land

Weep not for this broken world
Beyond the blood and tears
An empty canvas now stands
Awaiting the birth of the creators hand
And a promise of a new dawn

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