August 23, 2008

In blackness
He rides the rising tides of evil
Devoid of all colors
But the color of colorlessness

Black moods, black magic
Bleak nights, black skies
Into the vacuous depth
Of the blackest night

Oh, ruler of blackness
Set my dark heart free
I long for the colors
That you have kept from me

In blackness
He is the ruling breath of evil
Devoid of all life
But the life that swims in the dark

and black.

Type: Poetry

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