No Meaning

mindworldfuture Poetry February 14, 2020February 14, 2020 1 Minute

A drained shell

With no feelings left

Hopeless crying

The wake of death

Undermine the issue

Because one is blessed

Who has it worse

A poor contest

Published by mindworldfuture

Published February 14, 2020February 14, 2020

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