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Friday, November 23, 2018

Empty Room


It feels so cold here.
Deafening silence. 
It gives me calmness.
It gives me time to think.
It gives me so much pain.
Nothing left but numbness.

In this empty room, I contemplate.
Of what’s next for me.
Of what’s life will bring ahead.
I’m tired of loving too much
I’m sick of being lonely.
I want to be happy again.
I want to feel wanted once more.
Can I have my happy ending?


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