My Black Whole.



My heart.  Take the ‘h’ and put it on the end of the earth. Get it back and place it in my heart again. 

 


Falling in love again:

A purge of the soul,

A vomit of the spirit,

A cry of the mind, 

A tear from the heart, both ways, and

A sickly smile of surrender.

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