You are Empty

Just about someone who is crap.

You are empty
like a canvas,
but, unlike the canvas,
you are alone 
and helpless
Dishing out soapy
water to poison
even your friends,
family - everyone.
Smiling long forgotten
unforgiven by time
spinning without ending
at twelve or one,
you travel on fuel
fueled by suffering
of those left in ashes
of the lives you've
touched so gleamingly
unforgiving,
until your emptiness
is long forgotten, too.

The End

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