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Peace and Quiet


 

My home is empty

There is no furniture,

No sound and no one in sight

Just me

I am empty

There is no love, no care and no subtance to fill my heart

I am a cement statue

There is no life and no emotion

Just stone, cold and hard

I cannot love

I cannot be loved

I am empty

My life is empty

My home is empty

I have no responsibilities,nothing and no one

And I could say that I'm okay with that, because I like to be alone

But that wud just be a lie

 

 

 
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