His days have turned gray

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His days have turned gray
He faces in a new direction
A cleaner, new vibrant state of mind
The wind blows against him in rage of his decision
Covering his ears he attempts to find a way past the howling silence
For at the end open arms and wanting hearts reach out and wait for his touch
A struggle in his mind
Friendships lost, hearts broken
He's set in this frame of happiness and bright futures
Nothing blocks his way except her gaze into his eyes
His wanting passion for the taste of her lips
The lost love they once knew....
His vision becomes sharper
He reaches out in a desperate manner
Air fills his lungs, he can breathe again
smiling into his best friends eyes
they walk away from his Gray Days





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