Black

by Kelly   Aug 5, 2006


I see black,
I hear black,
I feel black,
I smell black,
But all I taste is blood.

I see nothing, its all a blur.
I hear nothing but the constant screaming inside my head.
I feel nothing, except for the hurt, the pain and the anger.
As for everything else its just plain nothing.

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  • 18 years ago

    by NothingGoldCanStay

    Hmm. Lovely. A bit of mistakes here and there. and it's a bit short. But I like it.

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