yellow is the color of my melancholy as i sit alone in my room.
a sickening play of light that dooms my breath.
unceasingly, it taunts me with a watchful eye.
yellow is the color of morose days,
stretching beyond sanity and hope.
the disease that gnaws at my stomach,
that curses every thought with a blight.
like jaundice, it spreads.
yellow is a midnight
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