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criteria no. 7

there is a black hole where

my heart should be

between my ribs

lungs

it is not of flesh

it is not made of

blood dirt stardust

unnatural, otherworldly

it is heavy and weightless

it pulls at my insides

organs

feelings

i am

it is bottomless, infinite

it starves


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