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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Dark · #2015501

Composed under the influence of alcohol during a painful realization of desolation.

the emptiness
has consumed me
my words are as cold
as the hole in my chest
i wanted to be numb
i wanted solitude
and negligence
and now i find myself
longing to feel something
- m.b.
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