Temporary toxic satisfaction
Isn’t worth my life.
It won’t fill voids
Or create a life
That I always wanted.
It only results in me being
Cold,
Empty,
And naked
On the floor,
Searching for my soul.
Jusjess Poetry: Poetry & Utterances of Written Art
Poetry and Prose
Temporary toxic satisfaction
Isn’t worth my life.
It won’t fill voids
Or create a life
That I always wanted.
It only results in me being
Cold,
Empty,
And naked
On the floor,
Searching for my soul.
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