Black betrayal


My future is betrayed by my colour!
stepped upon by a giant called jealousy, "I can't breathe," it cries out.
The giant with fingers stock into his ears, he turned his heart away.
Unable to bear the sorrows of pains, my future shouted in pains "I can't breathe," it begged.
Suffocating, her cries died out.
Out of frustration and fear of domination the giant sought the life of my future and for a piece of cake my colour betrayed my future and that of his blood.

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