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EmptySoul

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lifeless on the floor

headphones blaring

with screaming

or sad accoustics

depending on the day

hands are shaking

despite the numbness

and i just can't bear

the weight of my reflection

pinching fat between my fingers

scrutinizing

every inch

i used to think these scars were beauty

now the appeal is gone

oh, not quite

oh no, never

i just get the way they see it

now

it makes no sense

why aren't we happy

in this pointlessness?

they all are...

 

-Empty.

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Im impressed, i especially like

 

the weight of my reflection

pinching fat between my fingers

scrutinizing

every inch

i used to think these scars were beauty

now the appeal is gone

 

 

thought that was pretty powerful.

 

reflection is an annoying things. i look back and sometimes wonder how i came to one thought pattern or a certain conclusion. something you could once justify cant be justified anymore.

 

if that isnt in context with the poem, sorry, just my random responce to it.

i like it

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