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'Empty'

By SweetSadness86

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

i lost my chance to find myself that dying spark into the wind i was looking for a better haven large enough to house my sins i am just an empty glass jar transparent as the air you breathe i know you can see right through the lies tears scars i've come to be the irony of nothingness comprehending what i'm not cling to shreds of emptiness and lose hold of what i've got nobody can see me and they keep looking away in this search for dignity i fall flat on my face birth to life to death to black set back up for a new fall another thing i cant take back the worlds so big but i'm so small how did i get so small? Written December 9th, 2001 © on Dec 09 2001 10:56 AM PST   0 • 10

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