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I am empty I said In not so many words The veiled confessions dripping off his ears like candle wax As the wick burns down Filling the room with a palpable smokiness That only I can sense I am choking I am crawling I can feel my light fading For I am a teacup Sitting on a shelf Dusty but decorated My handle pointed towards the wall Breakable And uninspired How I long to be filled with more than emptiness To have him pour all of his being into my heart and mind To have him look into my eyes and see more than himself But each confession only serves to deepen the loneliness As a search for a soul to listen through the words
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 11:42 AM UTC
Full of Emptiness
I am empty I said In not so many words The veiled confessions dripping off his ears like candle wax As the wick burns down Filling the room with a palpable smokiness That only I can sense I am choking I am crawling I can feel my light fading For I am a teacup Sitting on a shelf Dusty but decorated My handle pointed towards the wall Breakable And uninspired How I long to be filled with more than emptiness To have him pour all of his being into my heart and mind To have him look into my eyes and see more than himself But each confession only serves to deepen the loneliness As a search for a soul to listen through the words
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Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 11:42 AM UTC
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