Dark
Quiet
Somber
The warmest colour
Yet not a colour at all
It is the thing that comforts me most
Black smells like home
It smells like fresh blankets that were hung outside in the summer
It smells like good mens cologne
Black feels like power
Like comfort
Like sleepiness
Black is my favorite shade
-pheonix
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PoetryI will publish a poem whenever I'm feeling it. These poems come from my own experience and pain in life.my heart goes into every single poem.I hope I can help people see the that they are not alone. Please do not steal these Its copyrighted poems b...
