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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1870450

just a short poem

Nothing left to be seen
Nothing left to be heard
Whatever it has been.
Everything is slurred.

Nothing I could have done.
Did I do something wrong?
Should I have run?
Why did I wait this long?

What could be left there?
Everything is destroyed.
Nobody would care.
My world just became void.
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