black holes

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Turned into a Make-A-Wish kid Cut on the right eye was vicious Narrowly missed the right temple, accident forgivness Left cowering in the corner like he heard three 6's
you you are a black hole you consume everything you touch and collapse in upon yourself when there is no more for you to hold tightly to the void that trickles like ink when you speak
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