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Dark Messenger
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The dark messenger brings simple surrender
Listen to his words of wisdom, at least that's what they seem to be
Feel for nothing but feeling hurt
Eyes cast away into the thick black blanket, pretending you can see
Your own black balloons you keep in your room
The color filling that empty space you call a heart
Wishing they could be of some sort of use
But they just dangle there, unable to find a part
The iris of your eye has faded to silver in its lack of use
Catching light and color has ceased to continue
But I'll push away that veil as best I can to show there is beauty
And cut the ties of the black balloons and find the best within you
cool...that was neat...
well *I* think it's deep... at first i wasn't sure what you were getting at, but i figured it out about halfway through. did your friend read it or comment? i'm worried too....