The Envious Echoe

Echoe inside me
           The walls all empty
Steal the envy
I would echoe honesty,

“Barren souls,
Empty echoes
Barren heart,
Empty echoes
‘Beads of words,
Strung around
Broken chains,
Stolen words’
Empty me,”

Echoe inside,
            The walls all empty

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