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Blank Page Blank page in front of me Pristine white expanse crying out for words to fill its empty space Waiting for me to tell it what I feel But how do you write down never-ending echoes How do you describe endless searing loneliness Or thoughts that have no form or meaning White noise in my head, filling every open niche, Crowd out any semblance of life that might otherwise enter To fill the void that is me The nothingness of my soul The emptiness is all that’s left once the tears are gone.
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