Empty Seats

mya

your seat is empty,
and im not able to grasp why..
but i know it will forever be yours!
and the one next to it mine.

lunch time comes, but your seat is empty,
and i dont know where you are or what youre having,
but i hope its meals of your desires
that, you, never tires.

your seat is empty, however i took your place,
people are starting to forget it was yours,
but they'll never truly do,
because i've also taken your face.

  • Author: Mya H. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 3rd, 2024 14:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Interesting and a fun read. Thanks for sharing



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