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Nothing

You’re nothing but emptiness,
Hated and hollow, that’s all you possess.
Take a breath and stop, the silence is loud,
Look around, nothing is as it seems, shrouded.
Peek into the darkness, turn the corner,
You’re only in the shallow end, a mourner.
Take the plunge, test the depths,
But it’s too late, you’re floundering, in failure you’re left.
You’ve paddled into the deep end, drowning in despair,
A cycle of defeat, from which you can’t repair.

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