Empty Apartments
Empty apartments
Everywhere
Emptiness ready to be
Created into something
But I am no longer able to create
My pen is unable
To express anything
Anymore
And there are empty apartments
Everywhere
Ready to be
Written in
On a refurbished desk
While the sky exhales rain
On the darkest day
But
That never happens here anyway.
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