Untitled prayer to the night of numb tears that cease to grow and cut off all life inside the empty enigmatic abyss of poetic sorrow and love trapped.

Silence.
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poetry flowing from nowhere
onto nothing.
absent
lost from sight
mind
music. fading away
leaving me empty.
alone
broken
Leaving me to dream
alone in this nightmare
As the cold strikes my skin
my naked skin
as crimson rivers flow
the waterfalls cease
the numbness growing
like a tree in the ground
untitled, meaningless words
drip onto the paper
falling slowly from my fingertips
music getting louder
waterfalls beggining to flow
crimson rivers stain and cease
and the night moves on.