my heart
burnt to cold
blood long drained
soulless
captured
immortalized
as it reached for
the one thing that would
keep it whole
only to feel
realize
the death kneel
both heart and soul
realization
education
the price of being open
giving self to the void
left
crated
devoid
the key to peace
held in a black hole
as I remain a prisoner
of it's gravimetric hold
seeing the past and future
as the current
tears the fabric of me
my soul
a new empty
hole
from the angry chocolatezeus collection 6/6/15 (c)
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