Black is what she wore today
with a bare stagnant face.
The night sky has vanished from her eyes along with the stars.
Her eyes were so pale
a mans soul could be seen through it.
It's like looking through a window
only to be met with an empty dark room.
Black is what she wore to attend HIS funeral.
A funeral at HIS new found home.
Black is what she feels and sees
as she makes her way to HIS funeral.
Her shadow cannot compete with the amount of hate inside of her.
A Black cat walks besides her to
ward off any happiness in her path
As today is a funeral.
Even the sun had hard time shining today.
The funeral is huge filled with green grass and happy flowers that seem to mock her every step.
The Devil is what she stares at
as the door opens.
He stands with his chest out
while a small short female wraps her hands around his waist.
She takes out a paper she kept
under her shoe.
It was an obituary she wrote to her ex-lover in front of her.
The funeral service has commenced.
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What She Wore
FanfictionBlack is what she wore today with a bare stagnant face. The night sky has vanished from her eyes along with the stars.......... She wore black for a specific reason buy why.... No one close to her has died or is dead. Who is she about to kill and...
