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The truth about the emptiness.


Cry, cry cry.

Dear, Mr. Faust.

Where did You hide your emotions ?

Underneath the bed ?

Let me put the light on Your broken table.

Emotions, are a really nasty,

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There is a truth about the emptiness, and it is that most people need to fill it.
It seems that the longer one resists, the louder you must scream in the end.
I love the statement, that emotions are a really nasty complication. [delete the [ess].
No matter that the emotion might be of joy or something else, once you have an emotion, you have to do something with it.
This poem was a thoughtful provocation. ~ Geezer.

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