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A cloudy day in the midst of a dark year, dried grass in the back yard of a burned down home. The smell of smoke and a dog"s bark, the same dog"s decapitated head in search of it"s body. A body that rest among birds that no longer chirp, flutter or fly. They wont because they no longer can. A little light for a dim soul with a broken body, during a summer thats cold. An inner smile thats an outer frown, tears of sweet poison to quench a thirst. The best drink of an ending that never began, like the begining that never ends... No Title Needed Crimson sands along a black sea, waves that invite with pure seduction. A wet artic caress and lungs that are filled to capacity leaving no room for air. Closed eyes along with fantastic visions, a purple frog with black eyes, an orange snake with a white smile. Whispers in the ear from the voice of a woman with the face of a wolf. Affection that will never be forgotten; A shark"s kiss and a leeches love, like nothing youve ever felt the jelly fish"s hug. An out stretched hand that reaches to no where, a wasted gesture. Memories that swim forever belonging to the wisdom of dark waters... No Title Needed. A dark room built by dark people with dark faces, who teach dark lessons and lead to dark thoughts. Dark influence produced by dark speech from a black tongue. The dark minds of those with dark hands who have found dark love through black morals in the dark month of the darkest year. A black eye on a dark face that tells time on a black clock with dark numbers. So much beautifully dark happiness. A dark statement grants a dark hole with dark offerings, a loud sound and then more darkness... No Title Needed.