Stand In The GRAY

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Stand in the gray, don't say,
don't defend, don't play,
sick games that lead astray.

Sleep in the dark, don't light,
a spark to fight the night,
shy away from what is right.

Stride in the shadow, don't see,
how you abandon, how you leave,
me in the cold to freeze.

Kiss with eyes wide open,
but don't see that I'm not coping,
and have long since stopped hoping.

Kill with red hands,
holding my heart where you stand,
tossing it through the air to the sand.

Speak with soft words, saying,
"here you'll be staying,
next to your heart you'll be lying."

Breath in my scent.

Here my lament.

See my heart rent.

Feel my body now bent.

Taste what our last kiss meant.

Spit out the blood from your bleeding tongue,
and know what you have done,
and realize where I am coming from.

Step back as I stand up,
see that I have had enough,
and feel my wrath from what is just.

Watch me put my heart back into place,
feel the pain spread across your face,
comprehend that my tears will not be misplaced.

Know I no longer need you,
will no longer bleed for you,
no longer want you.

Now plead as I walk away,
cry for alone you'll stay,
from now till the end of days.

Stand in the gray, shrouded in its cover,
see it melt away for it keeps no lovers,
now feel what happens when you mistreat others.

I now live in the light of day.

For your soul from now on I'll pray.

I know I'll not forget the day.

The day you drowned inside the gray.  

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