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Posted: September 11, 2012 in me

there is nothing that fills the hole
nothing vast or dense or heavy
light or thin or petite enough
there is nothing that fills the hole
nothing warm or breathing or alive
cold or lifeless or still enough
there is nothing that fills the hole
nothing past or present or future
nothing
nothing at all
nothing else
there is nothing that fills the hole
where faith and hope and givens
never were
but imagined
almost believed
seemingly constant
taken for granted in sweetest ways
there is nothing that fills the hole
no more faith
no more hope
no more givens
just echoes
and terror
and emptiness
there is nothing that fills the hole

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