Black


Black is the color of my world, my soul, my feelings for you
There are black lies and cold eyes, the feelings of betray and heartbreak is an everyday thing
Black should be what you’re feeling, but it isn’t, it’s what I am
Black feels like an emptiness, it is the feeling of being alone
Black should feel like a void but feels like my personal Hell.

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