I am Hollow.
What was inside of me no longer exists....
Or so you believe.
Stop to ask the question, maybe you will get an answer.
Or you can be like the rest.
tear me from myself to see the inside of me.
Decide soon, for my heart is exausted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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words are deep, and speak a story here