Black is the void I once felt

Black is the color of my despair

Black is the sound in my head when I’m down

Black is the vortex in which I was stuck for three years

Black is the blah from which I could not arise

Black can be beautiful, absolutely

Black can be the calm

Black can be deep and rich

Black can be bold

Black can be solid

Yet black can be horrible at the same time

It all depends on which end you are on, the up or down

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