There's a hole in my chest
Nothing seems to fill it.
I wait and wait, looking
For something to fill this hole
But nothing has
And I start to fear nothing will
I'm hollow
And will forever remain that way
Crappy I know, but I just wrote it off the top of my head.
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Poems I wrote
PoetryRead the title, and I don't blame you if you choose not to read them
