In misery, there is comfort, cold,
In pain, solace, all alone.
The grey veil of yesterday,
Masks the rotting faces,
Of every tomorrow.
G.R. Yeates © 2010
Thursday, 25 February 2010
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This is the official blog of the writer and pseudonym - G.R. Yeates. Short prose, poems and other pieces will be posted here. Entertainment and nonsense with more than a touch of darkness.
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