Black is the color,
that blankets my soul.
Black is the abyss,
of this heartless hole.
It's the color of my inards,
that never seem to show.
Black is the seed,
that eats at me and grows.
Black is the color,
of what I've known to love.
It's the color of my inner peace,
- a tar covered dove -
Black never has a sunny day,
Black is the color,
that never leaves but stays.
Black is the color,
of my sombre mood,
To low to face up...
its my attitude.
underneath my smile,
black consumes my child. |
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