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Jun 2018
All food has lost its taste
and wine its buzz
Empty
there is no comfort in the sounds
no familiarity in the smiles
Empty
empty is how I feel inside
an important part of my soul is missing
I do not sleep, I do not dream
the emptiness yawns to swallow everything
return and take the missing part of my soul with you
come back and anchor me
for I am empty without you.
Written by
Alicia Allen  26/F/Jamaica
(26/F/Jamaica)   
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   JL Smith and Shadow Dragon
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