Inverted BeautyShe is formed of dead stars; Onyx-black in a red sky, Inverted beauty seduces me to fly. I reach, I touch- I fall, her gravityInverted Beauty
Stripping my wings away. My choice she eradicates. Her pupils: two black holes, Light perishes. Time dissolves.
The RealisationLike lava it approaches; Slow, steady A malevolent consistency, Thick determination. Suddenly omnipresent; huge Fat slug. Crawls: legless Consumes: mouth-less, Ironically as incomprehensible As eternity. The overwhelming finality kills question marks. Years of expectations are stolen In the twitch of the realisation.The Realisation
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yes thanks, i'll take some coffee with my sugar.
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