Black is darkness
Black is pain...

I used to fly but he took my wings.
The wound had healed but now it stings...

The pile of flammable waste sits in the middle of...
surrounded by stones to stop it from spreading...

In a land, far away;
Where the faries go to play...

Running for her life she fled,
out into the dark night air...

Discarded, abandoned
The lonely feather...