Blue Child, you prompted me to repost this. Poets please; will you C/C?

lovechild

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Bang! Reverberates through the empty,
bounces off of the quarks that cloak me.
Slam. The door of possibilities shuts.
Locked in a chamber with one easy out.

Moaning and sighing from long shadows,
cast by the Nothingme become of Love.
Sad sussuration, a feather in spiral,
falling, falling into destiny bleak.

Swoosh! The wind sweeps down the street,
A freight train demolishing dreams off track.
A faster gust wails, laying to waste
everything else held dear to heart.

Silence has weight like a stone on a tomb;
the entity of Nothingme, haunts lost once was.
 
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