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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2132895
Tabula rasa
Tabula Rasa; A better phrase, there can not be.
Drained of all emotion, neither here nor there...
Too weak to be sentient, self-aware...
Am I here?
And are you there?
Life isn't fair, this much is true...
but it's a bit of overkill to do as you do.
The time for "Ever Afters" is all but through...
alas,in my weakened state, you still do as you do.
I long for the warmth of joy once again...
these cold hands aching, happiness fluttering, away in the wind.
Are you there?
Am I here?
Oh, to once again feel fear...
living in deaths shadow, but he'll get no shudder or tear.
Not from I...
Drained of all emotion, neither here nor there.
The only way I will ever be...
a mere peddler of depression and broken wings, for they're no use to me.
The Blank Slate; A better phrase there can not be.
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