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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Dark · #2199495
In the end, there is nothing.
It seems so honest
just the turn of magic
light and love
that I taint and in trouble
I find you.
I’ve found you.

It’s minutes into hours
broken up into screams
as you become me
become empty
and I am you
going forward.

All I am left with
if the spark of life
I’ve taken from you.
In the end
death is
in the end.


Entry for "Dark Dreamscapes Poetry Contest
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