March 8, 2009
Blank is a color
That I only know of
It is the black in a white dove
It's the silence in a loud rage
It's the darkness of a bright day
It's the relief in agonizing pain
It's the eye of a hurricane
It's the movement in rush hour
It's the weakness of strong power
Blank is the prison of when you're free
Blank is me

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