Black Cat
Photo By: Andrianna Kapralios Black Cat There can’t be meaning It floats here inside, the burning I’m feeling. Paths into the shadows, my mind always takes, Will emotion never truly appear? A burning sensation is floating here. Perched upon the razor’s edge, I waltz towards this cold cliff’s ledge. Before my Self, a warm canyon beckons, I fall, and to reason I deafen. In search of color, I find but darkness which conceals, It always spells doom, for the one who feels! This time is different,…
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