Hollow - Poem by Nightshade Starlight
What is this warmth,
Water running down my face
Saying something that I do not understand.
Am I crying?
I feel emotionless yet this liquid,
Keeps pooling out of my eyes.
And then this burning that echoes in
My very being willing me to do something,
Is that anger?
I don't understand what I'm feeling,
Or is it anything at all.
I don't want to be hollow anymore...
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