Black isn't a colour, no isn't a word.

Didn't you hear, didn't you?
No..
black isn't a colour, isn't no a word?
She didn't say anything, not even a word.
Cause no isn't a word.

Why didn't she say anything?
She's a typical girl,
regret and blame. lay it all on you.
What a bitch.
Didn't even say anything.
Not even a word.

No.. No..
SHUT UP!
Didn't even say anything.
Not even a word.
such a whore, such a bitch,
little girl. Not so pure.

Didn't she? Didn't she?
Didn't she say a word?
She lied!
She's a liar.

She's crying.
And it's all her fault.
She's crying. cause she didn't say anything.
And you didn't listen.
How could you listen? She didn't say anything!
Not even a word.

She killed herself.
It's not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong.
No. No.. No!
You would have listend. You would have listend!
If she said anything.
But she didn't. Not even a word

But she tried to push you away.




Poetry by Polly
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Written on 2007-07-23 at 16:28

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Joe Fern
hmm, i can interpret this several ways, mysterious poem! the only thing odd is that i dont see how "dark isnt a color" fits in to the rest of the poem
2007-08-09