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One

It just aches

A constant echoing hurt

Filling the void that opened up inside the soft green heart of me

When he cut his way out

The blade must have been so sharp

I didn’t bleed at first

But days later I noticed that

I had lost my right arm

I am useless left

With what is left

One Minus her One

Nothing

A haemorrhaging wound

Still filling up and up

With love

Flooding out but dammed at the intended destination

Days Later again

I noticed that

The emptiness was now so large

I must have been tied to a tree

Sternum split

My ribs cracked open like wings

All the insides spilling out

The world pouring in

Feeding the vacancy

The big black hole

I draw as much as I can inside

And try to fill the space

But nothing touches the sides

All of the light

All of the light

Is lost

Lost on the inside

And one by one

The stars begin to go dark

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