White is a colour that represents purity
The whitest sand, the whiteness of the clouds
White represents light, the hope in one’s life
White is the colour of happiness, a colour of tranquility
But when black is looked upon, it holds a different meaning
Black cannot represent hope, light, purity and tranquil
Black represents regret, darkness and hopelessness
Black is the colour of death
Does that mean that death is not tranquil?
Death is not peaceful, pure and joyful
Eternity of darkness upon you
Memory forever lost
Would that be you?
To end your life with one slice of the throat
To stop your breath with the help of one rope
To feel the blood running down your wrist
To lie in the purest tranquility of death?
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