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your place in my heart

is still a vacancy.

the vacancy that crumbles me from the inside every day.

it's like a black hole that pulls in itself
every evidence of hope, will
and my existence.

it's like an evil potion that
spreads through the entirety of me
and scares me of everything that exists; 
everything real
and at the same time swallows every bit of sense, sanity and logic remaining in me.

but it's as beautiful still as you are.

and it's you. it's still you. so i love every bit of it.

and i yearn for it as much as i yearn for this to end.

for all of this to end.

and it feels crazy at times.

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