frantic

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sometimes i sneak into a black hole that resides within me.

I walk into it to find the darkness overflowing in me.

This place is full of memories, pictures and conversations

                                                            - we never had!

Emotions submerged that are half burnt and half snubbed lay in bits,

                                                                                                        broken pieces.

Some thoughts that weren't completely burnt nor snubbed have been pushed

and suppressed into this dungeon, expanding every minute.

I look at the litter around, full of torn dandelions, unanswered.

Blown far, far away and yet they emit hope.

A large basin flows nearby; from the mouth of a gleaming blade.

Pours my blood in dark hues on letters written and thrown away.

By the bank are some broken bits.

Broken bits of the full moon that kept me awake, 

that I with my sinful hands have broken and thrown away.

Amidst all this i move.

Amidst all this i search.

I search for you.

FRANTIC! 

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