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Dec 2018
How can you numb-
A pain so painful?
How can you numb,
What's already torn open?
The center of your soul.
The proof of life.
Yet it's broken.
Already bleeding.
It's not even red.
Blue? I suppose.
No, black! I see.
What creature-
May possess this?
A ******* beast?
Perhaps, a little demon?
A ****** one at that.
A cursed one,  a cast away.
An unfamiliar alien.
Probably misunderstood,
Now the cast away-
Lay under the moon.
Weeping for death,
Death is all that accepts him.
Her? It?
Written by
Kyla Plummer  14/F/Jamaica
   Fawn and JaxSpade
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