This is the edge of the void.
Everything onwards is pitch black.
You can't see anything anymore,
And you can't breathe with the oxygen you lack.
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Before I close everything up,
I just want to thank you for all the love.
I might make a part two with an actual theme this time,
But please keep enjoying this poetry.
[Originally this was going to have fifty parts, but I'm beginning to run out of ideas, so I'll just leave this here. Also, I might do some "character studies" for my characters on my alt account, @Nocturnalisation , so guess you could check those out].
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Inflorescence
PoetryI don't wanna be a seed In half bloom, I don't wanna live like that; I wanna become a flower, In full bloom, beaming, don't wanna fall flat. A collection of vignettes, poems, short stories, standalones, ideas and idk what else. Updated whenever.
