near empty
just a few seeds
rattling about inside
salted earth
beneath
toxic clouds
above
feels
like lately
all there is left
is waiting
for the crows
to pick away what’s left
still got life to live
but it is fleeting
still got dreams
but they are fading
an image of you
distorted over time
in a locket
hanging over
my failing heart
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
such a despair piece
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there is beauty in despair
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Very sad…
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sums up the evening i feel
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Ah… I’m sorry you’re feeling down.
Of course I don’t know your story. But I would help if I could!
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and i appreciate that. just been one of those lives so far. it’ll get better. probably. if not. more to write about.
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It Will get better!! Let me know if I can help! Keep writing your feelings down! You will be famous one one! Never give up!
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