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A black rose in the field of white

Night is day and day is night

Forever wandering in the wide abyss

Longing for my day to come

But the depths of darkness

Are never enough

There is not a well so deep

Where the water trickles and falls

Or an ocean so black in the dead of night

It is sometimes too much but never enough

I cannot embrace the light

But can only sow the seeds of doom

So into my coffin I retreat

To die yet another day.

 

By Gemma Lansdowne