Friday, October 19, 2018

How Black is Black



With a color changing hue,
I tried to paint my grey life.

And in the effort of making it colorful,
I have painted it with a lot of colors,

It looks good at first,
Only to realize black is all the colors mixed,

And in the end I can't get it back.
My once peaceful, simple life,

Has now become a rack.
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