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Nov 2010
Empty blank faces on a empty black stage.
Empty dry words on a blank page.

Vacant dead noise causing not a sound.
Vacant wet rain on a longing ground.

Dead little heartbeat deep inside my chest.
Dead little heart hidden behind my breast.

Missing words of courage and "I'm heres".
Missing stains from my tears.

Empty, Vacant, Missing, Dead.
Just like all the thoughts in my head.
Written by
Isabella James
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   richie dagger
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