The black hole replaces the heart in my chest because
it knows your gone
Numbness surrounding once again suppress
the image of you perfection
because as soon as i think of your voice and your face
the pane swallows me whole
sicking, twisting
please help me forget the sadding
feelings you wont swallow
i feel like i am drowning
dyeing so slow one day hoping you will come back
the hope is vane, though isn't it already?
my love,
my heart grows black.
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Blackness
Poetrya bunch of emo poems i came up with some self harm and depression be conchos
