Gray Poem by Francesco Perdona'

Gray



Was Been A Gray Day
In A Gray Summer
In A Gray Year
In A Gray World
A Day When She Yawned
A Gray Thought
Her Face Was Sulky
Depressed&Sad
&Music Was Waves
Faded Out in August Agony
Through The Garden & Trees
Where In Gloomy Intervals
Silent Marble Queens
Pondered About Death
Until To Die In The Prone Sky
& Defeated From
Rain Season Embrace
& From Death.

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