Dark Grey

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Contributor: Ben Riddle

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Dark grey rain whips
my flooded reflection,
flaying my appearance
for my presumption.

How dare I stand
alone before the storm,
while the wind flays
and the river runs?

My smile braves
the monotonous shades;
the stream the colour
of uncried tears.

All it took for me to stand
was deciding to.

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A fourth year student of Political Science and English at the University of Western Australia, Ben is a founding member of the Said Poets Society.


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