[The Day Begins]
Waking up you already realise, the bed's tainted
Your blackness spilled on it, that's what it means.

Blackened, colourless, hopeless
The colour just doesn't seem to go away
No matter how colourful are the dresses.

No matter what you touch or think about
They just get dyed by the black in your hands
Dyed, dyed and dyed till all that stands
Is just you alone with your silent shouts.
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