Silver rain

Gasping after non-existent air
Nothing ever really feels fair
Gradually drowningĀ in my own mind
Just life making our eyes go blindĀ
What was once grass-green now clear-blue
There was never really much adoĀ
Heavy chains leisurely set in placeĀ
Letās pray the abyss got space

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interesting poetry Linda