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Black and Blue
The blackness
yaws
drawing in
all those
who wander
too close
to add their
tortured
screams and
cries to
its emptiness.
Dark moonlight
beckons
like the devil's
siren
devouring hope
and
tearing away
all that
once was there.
My feelings
and mind
tainted, blackened,
and
dark like the
blood
flowing from
my pen
onto paper.
Crying out
to the world
begging for
companionship
to avoid the
loneliness
creeping through
my soul. |