BlackLight

January 6, 2017

Pathetic

never mind

wish i kept it

all inside

i don't matter

you'll soon find

the world got blacker

here, have a blacklight

but i can't see: how that will help

i don't have a plug

and you put me on a shelf

and now i say

i have no outlet

for the pain

i have no fountain

for the coin

no wishes left

so thats okay

because you left

and now i break

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