That light that shone at the end of the tunnel,
No longer shines,
Blackness engolfs.
Those flowers that bloomed that waterfall of colour,
No longer ripple happy, silent, sighs.
I'm painting everything black.
The evergreen forest whispers to me,
No longer Chanting their songless words.
Darkness surrounds them.
That same midnight blue sky,
No longer that Beauty and Space,
No turned dark and angry.
Echo's of my mind and past illude me.
I'm painting everything black.
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Light will perish without Darkness,
But Darkness will always survive without Light,
Thats why I'm painting everything black -
To survive.
My Bloodied Gashes,
Gaping and Sore,
Seeping sins of sorrow.
They echo quiet times,
Peaceful Times.
Everything Painted Black
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Demeter 04/4/03
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