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Black
February 2, 2009
A black line, I write through your face.
I try to scribble you out my memory.
But then you sneak back in as if there was a door to my thoughts.
You use your own personal key to the lock of my heart even though i lost the one to yours.
I use to love the color yellow, now I love the color black.
Because its the darkest color of paint i cant use to black out my feelings for you.
© Sayda C., No. Bergen, NJ
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.xCutMyLifeIntoPiecesx. PLATINUM said...
on Sep. 6 2009 at 8:25 pm
Wow, I read your other poem Oblivion and really liked it, so i thought I'd check out your other work, and I have to say, you are a fantastic poet. Keep it up!
