New Beginnings

Emotional roller-coaster of love and lust

Black

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holes

 

Black: the absence of light

Not a colour

I see my lack of light

On my skin…holes

They let no light in

But they leak

They ooze

Slowly spilling me

Bits of me left behind

 

People step in it

They slip on it

Some even fall

 

I’m shrinking

Nothing replacing the lost

No intake, only an outlet

 

That’s the time I have left

Once I’ve lost it all

My time will be up

Shriveled up

Dried up

Dispersed

Free

 

 

 

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