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Feb 2018
Dressed in all black with a spirit to match.

Brilliant scenery trapped
beneath the  surface of obsidian.

a haunted cave, a burning light,
enchanted rock, a dying flame,
ignite the chamber,
start again.

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Ok, wait, hold it...
start again, dude, c’mon...
But this time,
give a bit more detail, will ya?
Geez...
—————————

Ok. Fine.

A young man dressed in all black,
with black skin...

that part’s not really important...

I just want you to feel me this time.
Ya, feel me?

This dark soul is deeply disturbed
by the devil, dude...
...or maybe...
simply disordered by the darkness...
either way,
the dysfunction has a depth to it,
I’m telling you.

Are you listening?
Ok, great!

So, moving along
beneath the surface
there is no light.

That’s it! Ok?

But there’s more
upstairs...
oh!
there’s so much more
up top!
on the ceiling!
bulbs are blooming
with brilliance!

I’ve lost you again, haven’t I...?

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...ya think...?
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Well...
all I’m really trying to tell you
is...

Life has beat me down, man.
Inside and out.
But more so on the inside...
It turned my soul black,
made me depressed,
made me dark.
Inside and out.
Equally...

But, for some reason,
somewhere,
something within me still lives.

and I just wish you could see it
like me...
Carl Webb II
Written by
Carl Webb II  24/M/Houston
(24/M/Houston)   
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