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Sep 2016
You don't seem like yourself lately
you seem empty, like you're running on nothing
like you're existing but not living

you're going through the motions
inhale.
exhale.
but dear, are you breathing?

like you're indifferent to your existence,
your emotions,
your dreams

you seem hollow, dear
I can hear the echoes when your soul screams//
((observation))
Marles
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Marles  25/F/TN
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