Black Hole

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She was created the day

two stars

collided.

 

Her kiss

was

black

and beautiful.

She used to say,

love was like

smoke

and

fire

which filled her lungs,

deadly

yet

meaningless.

 

In the moment of his death,

he looked

into her

golden eyes.

And as he saw both

-The universe’s birth and death-

he knew,

life was nothing

but

a pill

the gods swallow

to feel,

better

about themselves,

as they dance through

the darkness,

deep,

in the shadow

of

her soul.

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