March 4, 2009
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Black as your soul,
Black as the Siren's call,
I spread my arms
And fly as the crows do.

Black as your eyes
Black as oblivion,
I soar over the Atlantic
And laugh as I drop,

Black as your words,
Black as night,
I glimpse the water below me
And dare to glimpse my reflection.

Black as sweetness,
Black as dreams,
I skim the deep blue
And use my wings
To propel me to the bottom

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Frenchfrylicious said...
May 3, 2009 at 3:58 am
Black is one hard color. good job
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