Whatever This May Come Across As

Respect what’s gone
Your attitude is callous.
Nothing comes through
From the deathly hallows.
I scratched the surface
Life turns out shallow.
Hollow from the inside
yet the shadow follows.
Means & ends are split
Like a cut marshmallow.
This makes no sense
Left my mind fallow.
The sun smirks and life
Hanging from the gallows.


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