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Black holes

I'm fucking lost  
but I have found
what was the most
of my dark crown
Myself is afire
ALL ARE ENTWINED
my everlasting  
power  has died.
I etch on my dreams
the end of my rope
it shows no human
or godly hope.
My route gets dimmer
sloth resolution
Black holes dissolve
my mind's confusion
When will my truth
and I be revealed
I'm sick and tired
to feel fatigued
My sigh is switched off
adroit elusion  
I tend to brood
on my dellusion.
Written by personanongrata (Astral Gift)
Published | Edited 12th Mar 2018
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