
Shades of grey
And rays of black;
You are gone
Yet, you are back
You’re a bone,
That stings my soul
And him !
Just a mole,
Blind but proud
Lost in the crowd
But you !
You’re the smoke
That fills my lungs
You’re the dust
That paints my boots
You’re the fuel
That moves my bike
And still, you’ve become
A spike.
A needle that pierced my skin
And I’m not sure yet,
If you will fill my veins
Or I’ll invade you’re syringe
But one thing, it’s certain
Behind this grey and black curtain
I’m Santa Claus
And you’re my Grinch
photo by – Slătineanu Ovidiu – 500PX
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