underneath my skin
is an explosion
of cosmic colours,
meanwhile a black hole
resides in my heart;
you pulled out the sun
right from underneath;
what once was a star,
a constellation,
dancing and twirling,
blanketing the sky;
has now become a
nebulous outline
hidden from the light;
all because of your
transient visits,
half-hearted goodbyes,
and big bang sized lies.
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PoetryA collection of poems on the journey of life, love, and heartbreak. [COMPLETED]