The night is so dark
His kiss was like a birthmark
Closed eyelids and cold skin
Loathing the days to begin
The colors have melted away
Into nothing but a world of grey
Those tears were her last
Her world dissipated so fast
He left with the moon
It left her spinning, it was too soon
What an empty love she's to face
With a light that's so out of place
The last color she remembers was crimson
The word on the blade was "him"
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of my venting/darker poetry. Some may contain triggering material or swear words, so here's a warning for that. I'll post a new poem whenever I can! Feedback is always welcome! Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy.
