Empty shell
Empty girl
Empty life
Empty world
This world is like an abandoned asylum
Full of wandering souls
No place to call home
Just an empty shell
That shell use to be a body
They are searching
Search for what
I don't know
But once they find it they won't let go
Give it all the love they have
Take care of it
And slowly become whole again
But until that day they will keep searching
For that something
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Midnight Thoughts
PoezjaA collection of original poems written from the mind of a young teen.
