The Black Diamond
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The color black can be very deceiving. Most people think of darkness or depression or even death when they think of the color black. I think of none of those things. I connect with the color back, its always been drawn to me and I've always been drawn to it. Its mysterious and gentle, it means no harm, its just there when all the bad things happen at night or hidden in a dark figured shadow. Black is seen as dark and scary but it doesn't have to be.
You see black is not harming, but danger is.
I like to draw myself to danger but I never thought that I'd meet someone even more dangerous as me.
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