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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