Living Epitaph
Here there lies
An empty head
Where hopes and dreams
Once were instead.
The blankest stare
From vacant eyes
Should by this point
Be no surprise.
The screams and prayers
Fall on deaf ears-
The mouth still moves,
But no one hears.
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