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Empty, empty shells

broken, drunken voice

Devoid of emotion

the crooked eyes that looked,

Lively, hunted face

nothing worthwhile to do.

In these days, we


search for what we hide inside,

A tide that forms


a blunted memory roots


Beer, drug capsule

a memory shop



I have nothing to do.



Plagues on my teeth

smoking, darkened lips

Dirty nasty hair,


weak, swollen hips

Shabby, rough nose

cocky, bony torso

Malnourished,


evidence, the protruding collar bones

Lost the will to live

drunken cripple lazy bones

Someone rock me


to sleep.

Till the end of time

I wake,

My work begins,


meanwhile,


I have nothing to do.



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Laugh-it-OutThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 20, 2013 at 10:56 am
Hey Darkie! I really like this! It's awesome sauce ;) btw, here did u go!! I haven't seen u around TI in forever! Anyway, hope all is well and i really hope you reply cuz i miss u!! Anywho keep rockin
 
UniquePerspective said...
Jul. 2, 2013 at 6:38 pm
I like it. The spacing is kind of odd but I can definately feel the emotion.
 
D0rkl0rd said...
Jul. 2, 2013 at 2:50 pm
So sad and powerful. You did a great job with this.
 
dextor said...
Jul. 1, 2013 at 11:55 am
nice and wonder author comment
 
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