Nothing left
Joshua Bailey 1995
Tear drops dampen the paper I write on. I’m as hollow as the pen that spills the blotchy ink on the page. Smeared and smudged stains reminds me, I don’t want to be seen.
Erase me, for I am but a mistake.
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In my own mind of sadness
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Written on December 30, 2023
Submitted by joshuaest.95 on December 30, 2023
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| Characters | 208 |
| Words | 43 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2 |
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