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Grey



The Hue of the middle ground

The shade of being limbo bound

The sky reflects my feelings of being down

When your world's like this no ones around



When my clouds darken, that means i'm on the brinc of Reign

This lukewarm walking, a place to not to deal with pain

We live in the black we live in the white

We live in the dark and we live in the light

When we straddle, the center of the spectrum we play

My Blanc and Noir constantly beds each other and lays

Then keep my life in this balance of order and dissarray

We live our life in a safe state of grey

So is that ok?