Brightly black

I Don't trust a map of the future which stems from the past.

Yesterday has never known Tomorrow in the same way that Tomorrow knows Yesterday. So let's look back to the future and ask about tomorrow's yesterday and perhaps she'll change it to a better day.

Yesterday seems to always lie about today in some form or way.

If I knew the darkness of this day

I would of never thrown my torch away

when I heard her say

the sun will rise again anyway

brightly shining rays of darkness reflect every shade colorful in a vivid black neon hue two shades darker than black.

no one told me that the sun shines black

shimmering beautifully with the highest gloss in every shade of super matt two shades darker than black.