The Hue Of Humanity
Poison pulsing through fabric of the soul,
Black bile tainting light linen,
Spreading, assaulting the purity,
Into the hue of humanity.
White untampered cloth,
Unstained and under lock,
Touching, but never being touched,
The sincerest soul.
Darkest river relative,
Seeped from soaking depths,
Vying for virulence in light,
The corrupted chaos.
Succumbed to incessant battle,
Violator offending,
Victim hiding,
The hue of humanity.
Washing warmth and comfort,
Stains excised eventually,
A final flight from night,
An individual's lasting love.
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The Hue Of Humanity, which
was posted on Jun 29, 2011 by
ChemistRepellent.
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