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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #822631
emptiness is only a defect of perception
Sometimes this life feels empty
Like walls with no one living inside-
The shape of hope still plain
Amid the crumbling stone.
Not ruins,
No,
But movie storefront façade-
Outer form of make-believe.

Silly me,
To think that Love
Is some measurable presence,
Fickle emotions
The measuring rod of reality.

You are not gone,
Just hidden.
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