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Bridget Justina Oct 2013
Nothing
Is what you feel like now.
Empty, so empty,
So filled with
Nothing.
I miss you breathing down my neck.
I miss breathing for you,
With you,
Because of you.
I miss you being
A sweet, sweet part of my being.
Nothing
Is what you feel like now.
Nothing.
No more, no less, just
Nothing.

— The End —