Emptiness - A New Poem
"Peace of mind is rare to find when thoughts like these exist
My pain, it grows; how sad to wonder if I would be missed
How long I've hurt, how long I've suffered, the things I have endured
My time is coming to an end, so when I say, be sure
I've this hate upon myself, and sadly, I should know
That fate has run it's course, my life shall end; so I shall go
So, soon I'll bid you all farewell, and you'll be on your way
A funeral of emptiness is all there is today"
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