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The Colors of the Dark
The tall grass glistens in the night
Growing higher in moonlight
I go and sit beneath the yew
My clothes dampening with midnight dew
The city under fading stars
The muffled fear within the cars
The violence of the urban crowd
The silence found within a shroud
I choose the ruin on high ground
Inside a comfort so profound
I have already made my mark
And now count the colors of the dark.
Growing higher in moonlight
I go and sit beneath the yew
My clothes dampening with midnight dew
The city under fading stars
The muffled fear within the cars
The violence of the urban crowd
The silence found within a shroud
I choose the ruin on high ground
Inside a comfort so profound
I have already made my mark
And now count the colors of the dark.
Published 26th Oct 2014
| Edited 2nd Nov 2014
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- Edited 27th Oct 2014 9:01pm
26th Oct 2014 9:27pm
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28th Oct 2014 00:18am
Welcome to Deep Underground. Great piece of work you created. My favorite part: "I have already made my mark and now count the colors of the dark." Keep up the good work!
16th Dec 2014 10:03pm
