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blackbiird Apr 2022
I've ran away so much that
I've forgotten where my home is.

can you lead me back to You?
blackbiird Mar 2022
I burnt you in the palm of my hand
now all I have are the ashes of your ghost.
blackbiird Mar 2022
it’s been a while so take it easy on me
while I introduce myself to 2022.
blackbiird Jul 2021
I praise you
for the rest of my days
in hopes that we will
be reunited for all eternity.
blackbiird Jul 2021
has taken over my mind,
paralyzing me in a state of
never-ending purgatory.
and I love every minute
of it.
blackbiird Jul 2021
Her ashes were scattered
Among the debris of her past.
She became an illusion
Of her darkest fears.
Unable to break free
From the voices
That held her captive
She watched her soul
Slip into the realm
Of nonexistence.
Too often we stay stuck living in the past, fixating our thoughts on what happen ed to us when we were younger. If left there too long, we die.
blackbiird Sep 2020
Beneath the garden
shed, her bones bleed
Without much notice of

Smells of rotten garbage
Permeated the building
Of her demise
Without much notice of

Souless, lifeless carcass
Becomes her as she loses
Unconsciousness beneath the
Rotting soil.

And the malevolence
Took over.
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