Grey

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You’re still so young, they say.

You’ve got plenty of time.

Grey walls stare as I mourn

the door never opened,

the flight never boarded,

the trip never taken,

the room never stayed in,

the streets never walked on,

the memories never made.

You’re still so young, they say.

You’ve got plenty of time.

I really tried to leave.

The grey walls keep me in.


I was supposed to be boarding a plane to Edinburgh tonight. Another dream postponed.
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