Before the hole there was most
assuredly some form of completion
where everything was as it
should have been.
During the void there is
a parasitic vacuum that robs the
mind of peace and joy leaving
only hopelessness
After the emptiness comes a
variation of bountifulness
where the hole is the past,
and soon forgotten
Search before the hole
look into my eyes
take my hand
and live free
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 9:53 AM UTC
Before the hole there was most
assuredly some form of completion
where everything was as it
should have been.
During the void there is
a parasitic vacuum that robs the
mind of peace and joy leaving
only hopelessness
After the emptiness comes a
variation of bountifulness
where the hole is the past,
and soon forgotten
Search before the hole
look into my eyes
take my hand
and live free
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