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Black as the night sky
Black as the ink spilled
Black as my hair is
Black as it turns pitch
Black as the color of my shirt
Black as my mind roams
Black as a person’s life ends
Black as you were not there
Black as my eyes close
Black as my personality
My heart is pitch black…

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