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Oct 2013
I'm hollow
right in my middle
I can hear the wind whistling through it
It swirls around and stirs up the dead leaves
that were once my feelings
and thoughts and memories
Theres a storm now
and all these thoughts
feelings
memories
are turning into one thing
hollow
empty space
a black hole
it ***** everything in
destroys it
then its taken to an unknown place
are black holes in space
portals to someones soul?
Or is it the other way around
when your soul collapses
does it create a black hole
always needing
*******
craving
constantly hungry
in the fabric of the universe?
Hadley
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Hadley
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   Akemi, ---, r, Tiffanie Noel Doro and ---
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