Words from Blank Pages
by me(whatever)
to: Oasis- Wonderwall
another night in the morning,
I look up from the bottom of the empty well,
sipping in the desert with a vacant body,
reminding me of what I never had.
another person talking in the silence,
a bird flies in the cloudless sky
deafening the ears of those who endlessly scream,
with a song it has forgotten how to sing.
another friend who is a stranger,
stepping on the newspaper in the empty lot,
large-font titles that can't say what they mean,
waiting for the rain to wash it away.
another conversation in monologue,
I discard the shoes from when I met you,
relying on the people in my mind,
to save me from myself.
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