Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Black Magic

sugar changes to a poison dark
a bitter burden now, is our every laugh 
dazed into the empty future, i stare
as dreams with twirls turn into a snare
time has played a dirty game
black, the world around me has changed. 
I fail to bear this thought again, love,
that you love me no more. 

thoughts (written from her perspective), after noticing my friend looking washed-out, casually prying about it, and then finding out a few days later that her relationship had ended.

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