It's a quiet sadness
Of the people of the north
Echoes silently
Around cold grey placesEcstasies undared, tremble upon them
Edge of the tightly, respectably unfulfilled
Who drink to excess
In order to forget what never happenedBrave faces
Well dressed, ordered minds on suicide's edge
Reflected in the rain skimmed
Slate grey, battleship grey, hardship greyAnd further South and homeless
Here I am, globally altered and dishevelled
Oh, darlin', I've done it all
An antithesis of sorts
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ROTHERY, MOLSEY, KELLY, TREWAVAS, HOGARTHPublished by
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