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My hair is black, my eyes are black Genetics did that Which is strange because my parents features aren't dark It's been so nice out lately The sun shines so brightly through my blinds Turning my room into a gray and yellow striped abyss I wish you were in my bed with me when the sun shines brightly Running your hands through my black hair Staring into my black eyes And intertwining your fingers with mine Of course with painted black nails I wake up a lot during the night My eyes betray me I see your figure curved against mine It isn't you but a shadow, illusion of my mind It is darkness Black
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
Black is the new black (or why I am alone)
My hair is black, my eyes are black Genetics did that Which is strange because my parents features aren't dark It's been so nice out lately The sun shines so brightly through my blinds Turning my room into a gray and yellow striped abyss I wish you were in my bed with me when the sun shines brightly Running your hands through my black hair Staring into my black eyes And intertwining your fingers with mine Of course with painted black nails I wake up a lot during the night My eyes betray me I see your figure curved against mine It isn't you but a shadow, illusion of my mind It is darkness Black
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elasticchoker
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 9:22 PM UTC
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