I am a starving soul
Looking for something
To eat me whole

A black void
A white noise
The touch of your arms

The warmth of the sun
The taste of oblivion
The kiss of your lips

Consume me, sweet
Half soul o’ mine
Before I bite through my own seams

And leave you all behind.

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