The sky is gray
A continuous shade
I bask in its glory.
The mud turns to clay
A storm is in play
But it never comes.
Each day stays the same
I don’t have to change
A stagnating story.
Your picture is still there,
a lip balm disappears.
Some memory of yours , still undone.
The sky is gray
I love this cliché
I’m comfortably numb.
Writings to Heaven 
aka jai guru
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nothing s gonna change my whirl my world
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Thats the way it should be.
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in a perfect world. but in fact, i m in square circle
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