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Pancakes, coffee and rejection

I found a way to extract
the milk from the light of stars
but she takes her coffee black

in honour of a personal kind of abyss
that saw through
every false lit smile
and every ounce of spiced sweet charm
that was pored on her wavering thoughts

there is no such thing as darkness
it is merely the absence of light
but when all the torches
of a hunting party of roaming romantic fingers
comes home empty handed

the darkness in the belly of hunger
feels pretty real to me
Written by DystopianMelody
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