Dark… black. Ebony….
Call it what you want.
All it has brought me is agony!
It moves with me… its a part of me.
I feel myself trying to creep out of it!
Why am i trapped in it???
“put yourself in her shoes” you say
How about put yourself in her skin i say???
The very skin that bleeds when hurt
The very skin that tells a story…
My story…
My skin…
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