"...Oh deep dark flavor, the taste of every blood,
It resemble each words, that blunders any heart.
As the clear nightfalls intertwine by a bleak horizon,
Doze with fraudulent bluff, torment of a lethal narcissist.
As though a monochromic tomorrow, had been my good old pal,
When forthcomings dive deep into its self-colored abyss.
The enduring blues, unceasing nightmares,
Candid midnight thoughts that whisper every ode."