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May 2014
I feel empty
Like a shell without its contents
Being pushed by the wind

The heaviness behind my eyes
Weighs down my body
Sinking into a sea of blankets
I forget

The warmth can be suffocating
But comforting in its trapping nature
A body cocooned in darkness

I wait for you to fill me-
              With
-Anything
Written by
Anonymous  Memphis
(Memphis)   
420
   Pushing Daisies
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