Empty Poem by soren Barrett
Empty
A hollow log lays in a bog, the outside appears just fine
By blight struck, filled with muck, a cancer seen as benign
Time will tell, as it dissolves the shell, revealing what's inside
What appears solid, an illusion squalid, majesty that has died
A bark once light now dark drips saturated as the sea
Under stretched skin what lies within is all that we be
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