I feel dull, drab
An empty shell
Oblivious of the hustle
Like a ghost wondering through
People are excited
busy
But I feel flat
And empty
Life feels like a dream
Not real

Between the Fires: verses of earth and moon
poems by Zephyra
I feel dull, drab
An empty shell
Oblivious of the hustle
Like a ghost wondering through
People are excited
busy
But I feel flat
And empty
Life feels like a dream
Not real
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