Poetry

Empty Frame

I Glare at You with a Hope.
A Hope for Gist.
I Pray as if Walking on the Rope.
I Pray like a Priest.

If it wasn’t for You,
I would be Void.
To the whole World,
I would go Paranoid.

Worthless is my Life.
You make me Who I am.
Except for You, I’m Nothing
More than an Empty Frame.


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