Fading

Nov 14, 2009 00:09

I am fading,
slowly shading,
in my days with tones of gray.

I am wading,
hefty laden,
under songs of somber gray.

I am drifting,
slowly shifting,
from the middle to the end.

I am grifting,
and uplifting,
squeezing sparks from colder air.
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