Black...
is all there is to see,
pitching in the dark
not knowing if I'd hit a tree.
Black...
is all I can perceive,
when leaving me stark
easily naive to deceive.
Black...
is the color in my eye,
a penetrative candle hark
it's as if a brief goodbye.
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Hmmm, I like this one... described the dark and blackness perfectly, in my opinion, though my night vision is reasonably good.
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