My Soul? That's black
The color or my sky? That's grey
Color of my eyes? Those are black as well.
Why? that's always the question. well that's the color I match with my soul. Its full of emptiness that fills my broken heart. It matches the burning flames in this resistant vessel. I mean look at it this way isn't it reality? Were just vessels "born for something great". All we're good for is living strange lives that we're implied to love and befriend total strangers who maybe in the next life we wont even remember. The real sad thing is we're living in this absurd life.
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