Know Her in Grey

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Know Her in Grey


Know Her in Grey


When my reminiscent horrors are preserved and embalmed

I'm smoothed by your turquoise shade of calm


Bloodshot eyes reflecting red wrath of contemptuous flames

Though I surrender myself to your drops to wash my sins


I've seen and observed like a curious mouse who seek some cheese

But I see myself in you, clear as the sky on a September night for we have nothing in between


I am you for the most part of me as a twilight is the absence of dark for the most part of day

I know you as much as number of days of my life but within black and white I still know you in grey.

*icarus*



How a person can change the way you perceive the world around you, large banging bells can be heard as music or noise, their thoughts can be both a reason TO smile or end striking pain. 

As she affects him for every part of the light in a day she reflect him so much that he's seeing himself in her.


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