Black
Bleak and gloomy is this recurring dream
Long and raven falls my ebony hair
And dark and inky is the surreal unlit sky
Can I find my way out of this murky gloom, and
Keep the mournful, forlorn ghosts away
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September 1, 2013
Poetry/Acrostic/Black
Copyright Protected, ID 09-502-879-01
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2013
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