You leave me for dead
but death will not come
The night has heard
my silent screams
I fall into her embrace
and let her cover my wounds
with moonlight
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Oblivion
PoetrySome people are like black holes - loving them is oblivion Isn't it scary how much damage one person can do? This is for the one who broke me. This is me trying to put the pieces back together. Healing through poetry. #tsc22 . . A collection of my p...
