{"sf1_id":651165,"sf2_id":"Vm2y7L0e","title":"Hollow(poem)","author":"TonytheTiger","words":135,"posted_at":"2014-01-18T19:10:00.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/651165-hollow-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Vm2y7L0e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0b/8d/0b8d85a4-bb3b-45b3-92c5-6e601dcdc3ea","description":"","content":"My heart floats on an empty ocean filled with my emotions\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt shows my true devotion\u0026nbsp;\n\nit communicates in locomotion\n\nmy heart begins to spasm and sway within this empty ocean\u0026nbsp;\n\nand color the sky with my true emotions\n\nlike a tree I am hollow and soon will follow with a large swallow\u0026nbsp;\n\ndeep into the dark depths of my swallow an empty little hollow shell of a man\n\nwho is not yet man but no where close to being a boy\u0026nbsp;\n\nhe is not some type of toy even though he is made of wood\n\nrotten and decaying from the termites like he should\n\ndissipating into the thin hollow air\n\nas it sits in the breeze without a single care\u0026nbsp;\n\nand it seems life truly isn't fair\n\ndoes it really seem like anyone cares\n\n  \n  \n\n"}