i.
I feel empty,
Of passion,
And drive,
Motivation.

As I have always been.

ii.
Love
Lost is beautiful,
Faded and gone
Like the petals
Of flowers.

Because it was beautiful
Once, it will be remembered
As such.

iii.
Life given
Is a miracle.
Life taken is a tragedy.

Shakespeare only reaches
Me at certain times in life.

iv.
And I don’t know
What I’m doing,
But I’m doing it nonetheless.

Maybe meaning
Will find it’s way in
At some point.

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