with bleeding eyes
cut by feathers
he see's her back getting smaller
as she walks out
hopeless, heartless, a love lost
with tears like razors
there is cuts all over
hearts with bruses
blackhole heart
as the walls get closer
the pain from inside
starts streaming like black water
from anything touched
the butterflies that were has turned to vultures
blackhole heart
keep on, there is an end.
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