Eve

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Black.
Black everywhere.
All around me.
Dresses on my bed. Black.
Lipstick, black.
Eyeshadow, black.
Mascara, black.
Hair, black side ponytail.
Do not worry, I am not wearing blush. Or else it would be black.
Everything is black.
Black covers my room, my bed, and me.
Everything, black to the tip. Black to the touch.
Everything is black.
All around me.
All is black.
The color of mourners.
The color of the dead.
The color of death.
And the color of the to be dead.
I shiver.
I reach my hand down to scoop up my black diamond earrings.
Done.

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