Black Hole

April 27, 2011
By Dakota19 BRONZE, Wdm, Iowa
Dakota19 BRONZE, Wdm, Iowa
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They are so bright, you can’t help but stare
They pull you in like a whirlpool of vibrancy
It seems they almost glow
And they are such a precious
Shade of green.
Blackness found its way in
And stole her away
She hides away
Crying in the sweet, dark pain
Door closed
Key gone
She is gone
Or lost
Can’t figure out how to come back
Back to the light
The laughter
The smiles
Her vivid green eyes
No longer sparkle and shine
Instead they are dark and dull,
Like a black hole
Full of pain and sorrow

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