Achromatic


It's the hole I put myself in
The cave I found on the other side of this light
The brightness of the hallways I ran through,
Then suddenly went dark

It's the repetition of nightmares
Each and every night
It's the paint used
To color my world
It's the representation
Of the soul I no longer have

It's the end of an era
It's beginning of a tunnel
But there's no way out

It's the clear night sky
It's the mystery of a secret
Elegance
Royalty
But never fearful
It's fearless
Black

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