Hollow

I am hollow in every sense of the word

Broken to a state of insanity,

Wrapped within gentle complacence.

My finger tips are numb.

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I can no longer grasp the simple concept of defiance.

All that was left of me has fled,

To a world I cannot hope to follow.

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Now with empty eyes I swallow.

My voice is but a whisper,

Dreading up a vacant smile.

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And now I am truly free,

With hopes comes infinite loss

Despair of unforeseen magnitude.

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Now that I have lost everything,

Value has no meaning.

Truly everything is equal.