Blank Spaces

Rising to the depths of her inner soul she carries blank spaces her mind so wary.

Running through the burrows of her mine she collapses on the floor.

Breathing deeply her heart beating as fast as a train colliding with a tree,she screams out,What will become of me?

Blank spaces and everything in between she latches onto her self worth and poise,

Blank space is nothing until you beautify it,make it your own don’t simply unify it.


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