Black

May 13, 2009
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Black
Death peaks through my curtains.
The warmth of insecurity covers me,
Like a blanket.
Black roses descend from the ground.
Surrounded by peddles of complete awkwardness.

Covered in white, laying in grass.
Pure awakened dreams.
It rains black peddles.
Sitting up a tear of proudning water,
Rolls down my cheek, with hands in lap.

The sun sets on the ocean.
Beams of yellow flash past me.
Constant clicking,
A feel of confidence runs through,
My veins warming my body.
Comfort and positive photo.
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