In the few days we had
We barely spoke when we met
Still I knew what you said
And you knew what I spokeNot for a moment
Did we stop speaking

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GREY | POETRY COLLECTION |
Poetry" Humans have more shades Than on the colour palatte of an artist" Grey, is a mixture of darkness and light, happiness and sadness, black and white. It is a peaceful place where one hides, cries, smiles laughs without anyone knowing. Grey is us. W...
Not For A Moment
In the few days we had
We barely spoke when we met
Still I knew what you said
And you knew what I spokeNot for a moment
Did we stop speaking