Sunday, March 1, 2015

Black is beautiful.

I paint my nails black, I dye my hair a darker shade. 
I, look to the mirror as though it'll show me something. 
I watch the clouds black, I see my world slipping away.
And I chase after you, like it'll make the day get better, again. 
I, don't know what to do. 
When life is drowning all of you. 

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