Black

Standing at the brink of the black hole,

looking back at the bleakness of her life,

her soulless eyes were just black pools of pain.

Ebony black hair flying in the wind,

she stood in the all encompassing Pitch black darkness,

straining to hear something , anything..

All she heard was the call of the death,

the frightening darkness scared her ,

yet she found comfort in it,

all that she had ever known was the black silence..

 

 

 

 

 

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