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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1745603
This is a really rough draft of a poem. I thought about this one day randomly.
Black space
encompassing everything that is me

Everything gets harder,
even breathing
I look into the mirror,
gasp, mouth wide, as black anger
rips at my chest.

Curious, as to why I am the only
that hurts.
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