How can I keep on writing when there's nothing to tell. The hollow you once gave, is now replaced by a new kind of loneliness. I miss poetry. I miss you. As you are; the everything I wrote about.

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How can I keep on writing when there's nothing to tell. The hollow you once gave, is now replaced by a new kind of loneliness. I miss poetry. I miss you. As you are; the everything I wrote about.