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What once was only an outer darkness,

Now past the event horizon, grim.

This inner darkness, stronger still

The gravity of shame which dawns dim.

Swallowing the dirt that swallows me;

Nothing remains but prints made by me.

An impression that leaves a lasting impression

But leaves one speechless with expression.

There is always a point, meaning in our randomness;

The coveted lid slams on my coveted eternity.

Becoming the very source of chaos

That comes from stars and leaves with scars.

What betrayed you betrayed us all

The coming of age beyond youth's wall.

We stand from the posture of a timeless crawl

And sit for the death that kills us all.