There is an empty space.
It has been there longer than I.
I try to fill it
but it will not die.
I have given it many things
to go away and never come again.
But it never ceases to amaze me
how that empty space will win.
It takes away my power
and leaves me with such pain.
I promise to take care of it
as soon as I can sustain.
The horror of the truth
that left the empty space.
The real person living under there
that doesn't have a face.
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