| Bleaching Emptiness | |||||||||||||
| Think: of a room desolate, empty Silence fills the halls and seems to echo throughout Light reflecting from bare walls is blinding and it leaves a feeling of loneliness, bleaching my eyes Shards of me lie on the floor Meaningless, insignificant so limp and helpless The very essence of life is broken |
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