when you feel like you contain nothing
except ashes, smoke and dust
when you stare at walls and realize
that you built them
when you stumble through ancient paths
and clutch only air
when you hear laughter bounce off the floor
and cannot remember how to smile
when you feel the rain on your face
like stings of poison darts
when you see visions of words
fade into shadows in a purple sky
when you know you cannot
give anything in return
when you don't know a thing
except that you can't live
this way
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