She is darkA Poem by smclopezHow dark is she? Well, she has dark eyes and even more dark under her eyes where the skin turns a purple into in-wanting palettes of grey We say those colors are the evening before the night when it truly does get dark Because we thought she was beautiful but if you look deeply back at her then you'll see there are no more lights in the sky of her widening iris that aren't dead but each a ghost Because she is dark she has those dark eyes and is living in dark perceptions where the death of a star is just a waiting disillusion of a lie well told before the night © 2017 smclopez |
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Added on March 7, 2017 Last Updated on March 7, 2017 |

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