The only thing left is a red tint of memory
A dark shadow on my wall
A shattered mirror
Where your broken spirit used to appear
Narcissistically…
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[by Dawna Bowles (C)2014]
My heart descended into
A fourth dimension in time
Bursting into a thousand pieces
A supernova leaving only remnant
To be swept up by a dark matter
My core ceased to exist
Gravity collapsing inward
Under the force of my own will
Denying illumination embracing a
nebulous atmosphere of space and time
Where your heart was no longer
mine
Leaving
Behind
A
black
hole…
Infinity…
Absent
Of
All
Rhyme
…
By Donna Brown Bowles (C)
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[by Donna Bowles (C)2014]