I wonder when the star collapsed
And let loose the void
That would steal away all my blood
Not the redness
But the flow of life
Between me and them and you
And no one at allI could take any road
But I perch myself in between
Surrounded by infinite doors
With empty pockets
And rusted keys on the floor
The pieces don't fit together
Not like they used to
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Thirteenth Hour
PoetryA bunch of dark poems because I need to get some thoughts out of my head