Will you read this mad late night rant and critique?

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I know about the conjunctions...thanks.


My heart isn't empty.
Nothing disappears,
Yet,
What was once there
In the now hollow shell
Of the body suffocates
My mind with hatred
And anger and frustration
And sadness and loneliness
And longing and begging
And crying and praying
For my loss and lost soul
To return and make things
The way they used to be,
The way they should be,
But no longer will be,
Yet,
My heart is not empty;
It was stolen from me.
yeah, this one may have to go to the trash bin.....
 
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