An empty shell of what used to be
A bullet hole that fails to heal
Deeply rooted than the oak tree
Dead and hollow inside I still feel.
~Empty~
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Unspoken Silence
PoetryI really did my best, I really tried To keep this bright light under shade But this feeling I can no longer hide Gotta let it glow, gotta let you know I laughed, I broke-down, I cried I stumbled, I smiled, I faked, I lied I saw life's joys and it's...
