Withdrawals
lots of grey
in my black & white picture of yours
the dialogues unheard
and pinching silences
of choosing the same words
as I come through
to laugh off the world
the view infront
steer clears of the fog
only to show for a second
the ever perfect smile of his
and that brings me to
glistening over the past
how the truth seemed to be far
from the lines I drew
and so does the hope too, now
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