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Black is me

Poetry By: kukaburry

Tags: Poetry, Black, Color

Black is a deceiving color.

Submitted:Jun 10, 2010    Reads: 48    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Drapes of darkness fold over the moon
as you sleep snuggly inside your room.
Black is the cat that sits in your way
turn around now, hurry, don't delay!
Blackness is deep within your heart
thriving on pain as it tears you apart.
Black is the cloak to torture and pain
Do not put it on, there's nothing to gain.
Let blackness go on, wild and free
'Cus as soon as you're gone, it belongs to me.


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