erin THRASHER (erinbrasher) wrote in flyingmonkeys,
erin THRASHER
erinbrasher
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Okay, Improved poem

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-And I looked into his face and cried
I saw nothing.
I felt nothing.
-I screamed into the void that used to be our souls
I heard nothing.
I felt nothing.
-Will I ever find myself loose of his grasp?
I know nothing.
I feel nothing.
Anymore.
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