When people first meet me,
They LOVE me.
Oh, how they love me.
My hungry eyes feed their starving souls.
causing them to beg for more and more,
and more.
That is, until….
The dark starts seeping onto them.
Permeating their clothes,
Soaking their insides.
And then…..
They stay too long.
Only to drown from my tears,
When I had told them to go.

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