There's a hole in my self punctuality,
poking.
prodding.
digging inside.
everything I've once had.
distant day dreams cloud my vision as this memory slips past me.
a cold breeze flowing through me ever so steady,
the naked truth brushes against my chilled arm.
shadows are weak as I s p i n in a maze of questions
lost in this world of mystery I laugh at the thought of hope.
unneeded I am alone and self absorbed
i am so used up and stepped on.
and I'm not the only one who feels these things.
I know you do too.
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This is filled with emotion. s p i n was effective, but you should change the font colour to white to make it stand out more.
If you finish with a full stop, you should always start the next line with a capital.
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amazing write. I love the emotion in it, and I do feel that way too.
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