The Void


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    The Void

    Wrap me up, spit me out. Was I just your disease?
    To fill the void you had inside you took so much from me
    You took my love. You my trust. You took my charity
    Everything you stood for is now just history
    You used me, abused me, wore my heart on your sleeve
    You drug me through the ashes of your misery

    Gone is your reputation, gone is you from me
    Gone is everything I thought we ever were
    but gone is not my feelings They still linger on
    I am your void, we were the cord, you’ve unplugged us without a second thought

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    Bladebearer commented on The Void


    Wow. Very powerful.

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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