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Though I see;
It is in cold shades of grey,
No colours warm my vision.
Though I hear;
It is only the bitterness of silence
There is no sweet serenade.
Though I breathe;
The air is heavy,
Suffocating me under its weight.
Though I...
It is in cold shades of grey,
No colours warm my vision.
Though I hear;
It is only the bitterness of silence
There is no sweet serenade.
Though I breathe;
The air is heavy,
Suffocating me under its weight.
Though I...
