Black

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Black

You wear black to a funeral which makes you very depressed.

Black is dark like your life which is being eatin alive.

Bit by bit your life falls into darkness and there is nothing

but black all around you.  No one to save you.  No one will find you.

Black has swallowed you and trapped you in darkness forever

from your sadness.  As you slowley fade since you no longer exist,

you feel weak.  Then blood rushing through your vains and your heart beating faster

then ever before.  Tears flowing not knowing what to do.  Then it all turns black.

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