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Whims n Whistles (Sept 18, 2024)

It's been so long since I felt this way,  

Numb and hurt, where love used to stay.  

A hollow echo in an empty room,  

Where once my heart would bloom.  

 

Now the only way I feel alive,  

Is to watch someone else take the dive—  

To tear them down, to break their soul,  

As if it might make me feel whole.  

 

But it's not strength I seek to reclaim,  

Just a mirror of my own deep shame.  

The powerless grasping for control,  

Over someone, something, to fill the hole.  

 

Yet, in this storm of pain and spite,  

No peace, no victory, comes in sight.  

For power built on others' tears  

Only fuels my silent fears.

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