Memoirs of Insanity

Shades that hide between colors,

That too is life.

 Your rejection of color,

Makes shades darker.

And darkness is what that prevails,

As intense as a storm.

Light is unknown,

Wherever humanity treads.

Resort to pleasure,

Aided by evil.

Within everyone lies a demon,

A demon that hides under our filthiness.

Gathering fields of sorrow,

We live our game.

Is this fair?

Asks the mother of birth.

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