Confused despair
hidden so deeply
that no one sees
the root of the anxiety,
and the shell moves forward
through the loneliness
surrounding its existence.
Hollowed emptiness
consuming hope,
while a fresh smile is worn
to cover the pain.
A hundred seasons
have come and gone
in the span of as many days.
The end is near
for bittersweet truths
and a world beyond
shakes to its core.

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