Longing for resurrection
Though it questions my sanity.
Emptiness,
A hole left seedless.
Truth be told,
Ghost in a life of beings,
Exist
Pulsate
Breath
No bits of life to resurrect.
My eyes, hide nothing.
Though I hide them.
As I long to be
See
Resurrection
Conjured by Mr.L.A.N.K.A at 12:12 AM
Tags: Bored, ClueLessReality, Life, Poems
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