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EMPTY:
Inside me there’s an empty hole,
A place where good times die,
And there, in that deep hidden place,
Is where my feelings lie,
It’s nestled deep inside me,
In a place that I can’t touch,
It’s where my heart will flee to,
When it all becomes too much.
In the mornings, it is dead,
But it comes alive at night,
And clouds my mind with sorrow,
Making me too weak to fight,
The hole inside me deepens,
Even as we speak,
My eyes are getting darker
And the world is getting bleak,
And so I bid you farewell,
I must flee to my bed,
To lay and be haunted,
By the nothing in my head.
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