Nothing - Poem by Otto Otto
With a glance into someone eyes,
you can see their past of dispair.
With a dismal touch of someone hands,
you can feel the pain that they were put threw.
With a smile on their smudge face,
you can tell that you make them happy.
But when i walk this colden, dark world,
i will search for you, following the smell of you.
And as i walk, you walk with me yelling my name,
but i do not hear you, for what you're yelling is...
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