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You can either see a glass half empty or half full either way there's still something what if there's nothing to be seen? I am that empty glass void of contents no room for friends no dreams for sympathy incarcerated by cynics locked by betrayal I tried filling this empty glass with many shed tears; yet that black hole keeps vacuuming till all that remains painful loneliness I tried asking for Answers Silence was the Answer what sort of answer is silent? I refuse this absurd paradox I tried feeling this empty glass with pathetic poetry I got no appreciation for each word i put every thought into. These are the reasons empty glass remain thus clanging in the midst of a noisy world So label this glass fragile only time will tell this glass to break there would be fiasco I'll save you a front seat.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
empty
You can either see a glass half empty or half full either way there's still something what if there's nothing to be seen? I am that empty glass void of contents no room for friends no dreams for sympathy incarcerated by cynics locked by betrayal I tried filling this empty glass with many shed tears; yet that black hole keeps vacuuming till all that remains painful loneliness I tried asking for Answers Silence was the Answer what sort of answer is silent? I refuse this absurd paradox I tried feeling this empty glass with pathetic poetry I got no appreciation for each word i put every thought into. These are the reasons empty glass remain thus clanging in the midst of a noisy world So label this glass fragile only time will tell this glass to break there would be fiasco I'll save you a front seat.
this is one of my longest..
#broken#empty#cynicism
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
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