I can't shake the feeling of hollow
like someone has taken an ice cream scoop to my lungs
I've tried filling it with various foods,
books, movies, music,
sickly sweet men from the internet,
but hollow persists
AN: I'm probably fine. Everyone is filled with unreasonable dread at this point in life, right?
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Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich
PoetryA collection of poems. If you're reading for the first time start at the end.
