Emptiness (complimentary)

When I start writing poems I keep editing it til I'm happy with the result.
I keep moving, changing, experimenting with words and trying to put meaning behind meanings if I can.
Like in "tempted to sin" for example I played with the 1st and 3rd stanza (I don't know what else to call it) you can see in the first few lines the words "difficult, difficultly, hardly" and in the last few lines you can see "easy, easily, ease" and the ending of the 1st and 3rd stanzas is the title of the poem "tempted to sin".
So my point is, I keep playing around til I'm satisfied with what I have.

So in the process of writing the poem "believe" I ended up coming up with a different idea.
Trying to make sense of what doesn't really quite make sense.
Here it is, the complimentary poem to my other poem...
Emptiness.
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There’s nothing to give but emptiness
The source of our lives
We all have spaces to fill
So much vacancy
You can’t take away anyone’s emptiness
It’s endless
So my need is infinite
You can fill the holes in my heart
You can occupy the gaps in my soul
And still, there will always be so much room for you
I will love you forever

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Once again, empty words trying to capture raw emotion.

Like oil and water.

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