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colourless


All I see

Is blur

Walking in the colourless world

Feeling too empty to cry.

Grey, black, slate

White is too bright for this occasion.

It’s getting harder and harder to breathe

I’m suffocating

But nobody gives a shit,

Do they?

I’m numb,

Comfortably so.

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