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Finding Life


Emptiness is the dark abyss that drowns me. The pain of being alone without love, Swallowing my body, Damaging every nerve until nothing is left to feel, Carve away at my body until fire burns once more. And at last, I am no longer dead and perfect, But alive and broken.

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MVP-Most Valuable Poet
sad poem very dark, but in the midst of all, there is light at the end of the tunnel just find your way-perhaps this is the beginning-keep writing

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