Derick Grey Poems

i stand alone i stare at the unknown.
The wind blows gentle as my thoughts bypass each other.
The stars take me to distant lands.
The open sky relieves me of all my unnecessary burderns.
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I mis frends, i mis old days the hey days, yestdae.
Sweet old companions, my stress killers.
The air to my lungs My motivators with them i was in seventh heaven.
My life will be reborn if we ever meet again.
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Stars sparle as if they are in agreement to the festivities.
The moon conceals itself to let the happy faces shine even if its for an instant.
The stars exhibit beauty and the street lights lead the hopeless souls to a place thought to be better.
Life is unjust in these streets, sorrow and pain have become the soundtrack to our bitter sweet livelyhood.
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