I’m filled with thoughts
With wants and needs
I’m filled with love and
Pride and envy
I’m filled with emotions
Strong and real
I’m filled with every
Feeling I can feel
I am filled with pleasures
Of this world
I am empty
I’m filled with thoughts
With wants and needs
I’m filled with love and
Pride and envy
I’m filled with emotions
Strong and real
I’m filled with every
Feeling I can feel
I am filled with pleasures
Of this world
I am empty
Poems and Petals 
Excellent.
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Thank you!
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No you’re not…hugs x
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Thank you, hugs x
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Someone who can write such deep poems can never be empty!
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Thank you, Erika!
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You are welcome, dear!
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poetry
is the void
that can never
be
filled
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It is, indeed
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Well done
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Thank you very much
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
OF THIS WORLD? ALL THAT “LIVING” AND STILL EMPTY! WELL-EXPRESSED!
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Thank you, Jonathan!
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YUPPERS!
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very deep
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