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My nothingness.

I paced I paced the entire apartment I hadn't really felt anything. And i worried maybe the nothingness meant something Like the way a nod can mean something from across the bar Or the way a quick glance can tell the whole entire story Or the way a text message vibrates in you pocket Maybe the nothingness meant I had cried every tear I ever had Or maybe it didn't Or maybe it meant I couldn't busy myself with emotion Like a bird to its nest I couldn't occupy my time with tears Maybe it meant the sound of my laughter was more important. It was more important than kisses on the forehead And a date to the party Maybe it was more important than photo ops and family dinners Maybe smiling now spoke 5,000 more words Then any tears that had fallen then Because freedom melts in my mouth Because laughing rinses away tired memories Like water hose to dirty paws Like bees to there busy hive My happiness pursued me It romanced me It took me out to fancy dinners And dressed my face up with a smile Maybe my happiness was my nothingness And maybe I finally deserved it.
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Feb 8, 2013
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