Your voice
Broken and weeping
Reminds me more of
false ******
Than compassion
It cries,
“I am filled,
I am overflowing,
Be like me, be like me,”
But it echoes,
“Fill me, fill me,
With anything,
with everything”
- S.G.
Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 5:47 PM UTC
Your voice
Broken and weeping
Reminds me more of
false ******
Than compassion
It cries,
“I am filled,
I am overflowing,
Be like me, be like me,”
But it echoes,
“Fill me, fill me,
With anything,
with everything”
- S.G.
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