I like the feeling of gray
always been
I like its uninhibited feel
That won't let people see what's in my heart
What does it feel like to be hiding something?
Even it doesn't know its own feelings
Black or white, black or white
Upside down or down
This is how we can stand between advancement and retreat.
Only then can you integrate into everything
But also left everything
You left after integrating
I was muddy before I even integrated into it
The turbidity became its own gray
I like the decadent feel of it
Has an artistic taste
The smell of cold wind
Smells like a homeless man's body
I am an out of control homeless man with a smelly body!!!
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