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Ongoing, First published Apr 27, 2018
This Is Not What I wanted: 

 But I cannot stand this pain anymore 

I try to pretend and act like whoever expects, 

I have no respect for humanity, 

My arms are spread on the floor 

my arms are spread on the floor, as I am weeping because I keep a secret, I am a demon, I am bad luck everything I touch turns into black, my soul and heart are the blackest of blacks. 

I just want to forget my life, 

Wishing and hoping for a better day 

ignoring all the things people tell, 

the blackness of fear takes over my thoughts 

I try to fight this darkness, but it is in vain. 

But I cannot tell the truth to anyone because everything around me is black. 

Obsidian is the place where I am today. 

Raven is the blood that seeped into the sand. 

Somber is the reason that I am no, longer hurting, how I bare all the unspoken truths in my mind, 

I have no regrets, 

Because Black is my soul.
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