Late Night Contimplashions

January 9, 2015

I smile and wave like everything is ok, yet underneith my facade i am empty. I do not know why and i do not know how, I just cant feel anything but numb. I am tainted and changed, I am wounded and jaided. Am I still me or just a figment of what I used to be?

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Samantha_IvyJan 9, 2015

<p>Poem was created on a sleepless night full of emotions and deep thoughts. </p>