Call of the Void
All that is comparable is not pointless,
comparability, by all account is what makes me feel special.
Does the figure of your anger make you shiver?
I cannot help but stop and look over the unforgiving void.
Are you upset by how overpowering it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the void so
irresistible?
Once absent, who will really come looking for me?
Would it really be too bad if you disappeared?
Does it upset you to think about your absence?
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