Interrogation
I am being interrogated about the void.
But the void is not complete without me.
Each day, being permeated again.
With a whisper that drags me.
With the strong grip of a lonely shadow.
I am not complete without the void.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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