my heart was white
(or so I thought)
pure and innocent
lively and strong
destined to live
a happy life
today I've found
its black
blacker than cloudless nights
its beginning
(probably the ending too)
is evil
its sources are evil
maybe I was afraid to
admit it before
maybe my wishful thinking
prevented me from knowing
the truth
today I know it
that inside is black
and the black is black
and always will be
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