Sea of Gray

I'm a puppet on strings; forced to perform. I'm a rose without beauty, stripped of my thorns. Nothing compares to the aching pain. Of being left out in the rain. I feel broken and frozen, taken away. Lean and weak, my ends start to fray. Slowly, I watch the colors fade. Because I am lost in a sea of gray. I'm an outsider, waiting, for someone to notice me. I'm a poor man, pacing, pleaing you spare me. Because flying is impossible with clipped wings. And speaking out doesn't work when you're too weak to sing. I feel broken and frozen, taken away. Lean and weak, my ends start to fray. Slowly, I watch the colors fade. Because I am lost in a sea of gray. I've sunken to my knees and I call out helplessly The water's rising in this sea. A full moon glares down at me. I'm trapped out here defenselessly. ***~~*I'VE FALLEN*~~***

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