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black hole


i guess this is what happens

when people get too close

they see i am too much

i am nothing but suffering

i consume

the love i try to give gets engulfed back into me

with the brutal force of rejection

i am a black hole 

black as tar

i destroy hearts and overwhelm minds

do they not see

that i destroy myself as well

so much i want to die

i want to die

all i do is consume

 

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