Empty
-[- C - L -]-
The wind will knock me down,
And throw me all around,
Killing my ideas and
Emptying my brain.
I don't know how to feel,
Don't think that I can heal,
Even when you're here I'm
Emptying my brain.
I'm all dried up again,
My thoughts have met their end,
Now that I'm alone I've
Emptied out my brain.
I feel no more. I'm empty.
I need no more. I'm empty.
My heart is gone. I'm empty.
I'm all alone.
And empty.
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Poems of a Font
PoetryThis book will never truly be finished, because I will never stop needing to write poetry. This is a collection of poems that I have written about my life. I can't keep them to myself, so here you go. Some are about heavier topics, others are just l...
