Empty

Empty your space

A place where dreams are made from

Im laying in an empty room

My bloom can now begin

Again

I can dance

Roll around

In this empty room

Gone the things that gave me a face

A place full of imagery

Material mirrors of me

A plea to let go

Of what why who when where

Freedom calls you

Out of the box your stored in

Empty now a rambling

Free from form that define you

Sign you

To the things that bind you

Empty you rooms

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