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There's a depth to this grey

as deep as my frustration.

Lost are all attempts to lose my self.

Drifting away in the grey wash of irony...

Put it out of your mind.

Fall into the cold fires of oaks ablaze.

Drifting unchained through the aimless mediocrity

of the life you've chosen.

Learn to accept a world through a thin vail...

I've tried so hard to hear the wind...

but distant screams fill my ears...

I looked up at the fall canopy.

but only visions of horror appear...

I came not to the woods to find myself..

but for safety...

Even in the midst of maples blazing

my sanity is taken from me...

Put it out of your mind.

Obscured by grey skies and dusks haze.

Empty your heart and soul.

Fill your eyes with oaks ablaze...