Is anyone there?
I am emptied of these
forsaken mishaps,
out of mind
for all time.
The color stripped
from my bones.
Lack of devotion.
Where is my motif?
The subject has
become discouraged.
I worry...
This is always consistent.
My mind is bursting,
The absorbance is disturbing.
Solitude can't make me feel less alone.
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