left in black
colors dim and fading
round pushed in with clack
loneliness looming
like a zooming bullet
shot to forehead
gap to make
separation ensues
king is rust
queen is dust
their lonely servant
forgotten by better
sinking slipping losing
cobwebs grow
screams are drowned
cut and broken
lying still and crushed
lost forever.
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