Blank Space

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Blank space.
My dear friend.
How many feelings poured upon your ends?

Flecks of ink.
Quick of hand.
Rescued me to distant lands.

Still I ache.
Again I cry.
How many words will describe?

My endless woes.
Unrequited lusts.
Even myself I cannot trust.

Reality settles.
My heart alone.
Sanity's security at last has flown.

Down this path.
Regretfully again.
Too many wasted years I spend.

Misusing my friend,
And this space.
Hoping sleep will transform this pace.

Created: May 22, 2017


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