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The empty void fills my soul
Thoughts disappear, I lose control
Dark cloudy skies threaten me
I rebel to set myself free
There exists a place in this world
Where words suffocate and tight furled
Seeking a way finding the key
I rebel to set myself free
Where words suffocate and tight furled
Seeking a way finding the key
I rebel to set myself free
I grasp at words that heal oneself
Marking paper, a writing spree
I rebel to set myself free
Prompt provided by Poets on the Page - "Write for ten minutes about the void"
This poem is written in kyrielle form
This poem is written in kyrielle form
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