Author • Moe_beck  🧘‍♂️

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Black seemed to suit me better when selecting a comfortable outfit.

A colour that never went out of style I must admit

With a tinge of unpredictable victory to force out partial unbelief

Wrapping me with the aura of it's murkiness, defeat was never the next hint

Cutting myself into strips, I gave myself away

Selflessly I watched as pain manoeuvred it's way to my brain

Raising itself as an hurdle I gaped at such wonder of how an emotion became,

A drive to be better, lest I become profane.

Shadows

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