the void | poem

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i have given so much

of myself away


a bit to him

a shred to her


and now there is nothing left


except for the barely recognizable frame

of the person that i

think

i was


i am aching

i am hurting so much


but still i will say that i am fine


no day

is a good day


but i will forever say

that they are


look behind my eyes


you will find

nothing.

- n.c

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