the light fades

The colours of life,
smudged and smeared.
Nothing can be saved from this mess.
Bony fingers covered in the colours of life,
Death's hands full of red, the colour of love.
Full of blue, the colour of peace,
And covered with yellow the colour of life and light.
Every colour melded together,
leaving only black.
Black, colour of death himself.
Black, colour of decay.
No light can shine through this darkness,
And once more the light fades.

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