I am a vessel
Born from intimate strangers and cast aside to the Urban abandon.
Blue is the perennial color of absence, a twilight where emptiness roams the hearts of men.
The sun shines everyday and night falls soon after.
No one sees me mourning.
No one hear the brittle howl from this lonely soul.
All they see is a vessel shattered by the infantile hands of Life
useless
old
and Empty.
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