Out With The Old

You breathe.

Slow.

Steady.

Light bleeds.
Dripping away as
Blackness,
Jewelled and sharp,
Pours foward. 
From lips so pale.

The contrast,
Stark.

Fading.

You breathe.
The sun away.

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