Grey Skies

Grey skies above,

dark times ahead,

no trace of the blissful life,

that you once ungratefully led.

Grey skies above,

and so much guilt in mind,

late realisation makes you,

a hatred for love,

hard to find.

Grey skies above,

And black guns to kill,

But empty feelings remind you,

of the faults still to fulfil.

 

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