If I could paint you
from head to toe
you would be all black
all I can give you is all that I lack
emptiness is all I consume
for long as I remember thats the only costume
you can have to hide me in you
thats all I ask......
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Words
Poetrywords that got clogged up in my throat are now choked up as sharp edge of blade that slashed up every barrier just to be freed in any form to transform into a seed one day it will trun out to be the strongest tree
