The Bones of Humanity

The Bones of Humanity

 

The bright sun shines

Onto my empty body,

A body trapped in the confines

Of a hollow soul; a zombie

Roaming this hollow society,

Hoping to feel complete,

But always feeling anxiety

For always feeling empty.

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