When you close your eyes, what do you see?
Pure darkness passes 1000 metres oceanic deep.
Black is the midnight sky riddled with stars,
It's the void of nothingness as we travel to Mars.
This is my colour of comfort forever and always,
Alluring yet sinister, there is money, power and grace.
Black is where I am in my darkest of days,
Black is where I'll stay until I remember your face.
~Alis Grace.
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ALIS GRACE
PoésieTHE CONFUSION OF A PERSON, OF A THING; A NEW IDENTITY, A NEW LIFE OF WHAT IS THERE TO BRING, THE STORY OF A PERSON WHO HAS LOST EVERYTHING, A NEW DRAMA PEICE IN THIS WORLD OF SIN. QUEUES OR LINES, FEAR AND LOVE WHAT IS TO BE EXPECTED IN THIS BOOK VI...