Scrambled

EMPTY

It’s in my heart but I’m afraid

My pen’s out of ink

And my hands shaky

Some letters missing from my memory

My papers oiled and the ink can’t stick

My head spinning round

I can’t see clear no more

My mouth’s dry and lips cracked

Tears are flowing down my cheeks

My heart’s so broken

I feel empty

I’m so cold

Wasted youth!

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