Black
By \\~Ich Bin Mir~// •
Young...and yet so cold.
Bleed hate.
Watch the waterfall run down.
More and More seem to fade in and out.
This world, uncaring.
Can you see?
Or is it all black...
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December 16, 2009 19:36Convalescence
I really like this poem. I understand it. It's so sad.