BLACK
Black is . . .
Cool, Quiet, Deadly
Nighttime, bright stars smothered in the d a r k n e s s
A taste on my tongue as the color floods my senses
S m o o t h, Cool, disintegrating like acid on my tongue
leaving a bitter aftertaste
A tap on my hand as the color floods my senses
Cold, sending shrieks of fright up my arm from a single touch
A whisp of air as the color floods my senses
I n t o x i c a t i n g , Thick, leaving without a trace,
Save the imprint on my mind
A wave of sound as the color floods my senses
Frightening, BOOMING silence, sparking panic in my m i n d
A barrage of thoughts as the color floods my senses
Dark, Shadow, Deceptive
Don't judge a book by it's cover
Self-Induced hysteria as I contemplate l i f e
Bleak, Chained, Unique
You can't copy the d a r k n e s s
Contained, Content, But ready to BURST
Waiting to take over
S i l e n c e.
As the color floods my senses
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