Gray sky
Gray road
Gray people
A black and white world
Going outside is pointless
Doing anything is pointless
But we still walk around freely
We all walk around hoping to find the one that brings color to our hopeless world
Someone who shows us the blue sky and the yellow petals of sunflowers
Someone who makes us human
Poem by me
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Poetry1:48 am "And with every drop of rain that hits the earth, I can hear your soulful voice echoing through my mind. Calm whispers of the wind, crashing along the sea, calming my every nerve. You are the air in my lungs and the words I speak. You are my...
