Every time these eyes open
Something important disappears.
Something warm fades out
From the sight of existence.
Blurring into the reality of dark.
A torrent of absence...
There, and then gone in an instant.
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Blank Spaces
PoetryAn emotive journey through the empty places we visit but never want to see. The pain, the heartbreak, trying to see hope in places there may be none. And the secrets, and yes there are always secrets. Can you see them in this dark empty space? So it...
