May 19, 2009
By Anonymous

Grey is the sky
Over me it lingers
Sun rays seldom
They kiss never on
Skin snow white
That loneliness ices over
The heart asleep of this
Corpse embraced by not
A single feeling
Is a pastime in this solitary world .

The author's comments:
You may find the word order in this poem confusing. I would recommend reading it aloud!

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