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Feb 2013
This terrible emptiness
Fills me.
Empty like the bottom drawer of a dresser.
Empty like a abandon house
Full of ghosts and
Long ago memories.
Empty like how I feel without you.
Yet in that emptiness
There is a certain sadness.
A heart wrenching sorrow.
Sadness like when your favorite character
Dies in a movie.
Sad like when you pass a cemetery,
Seeing all of those lonely gravestones.
This is how I am without you
Broken and empty.
Angelique Paolucci
Written by
Angelique Paolucci  27/F
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