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The Flesh of an Empty Space

Nov 27, 2024
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Updated: Jul 26, 2025

By Karmukil.N.S


Here I am sitting

And staring at an

Empty space,

An empty space in

The middle of the wall.


A space that once resembled

A room

A room filled with the

Sounds of many,

The Joy's of many

And the tears of many.


Now cobwebs grow in all it's

East,West,South and North.

The tangled wires block it's paths

And the iron rods that once held

It together

Now eat it's flesh


Here I am sitting

And staring at an 

Empty space,

An empty space in 

The middle of the wall.


By Karmukil.N.S


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