Being empty is a strange feeling
Not even prescriptions help.
Nothing does.
I mourn the Death of my passion.
The fire in my head that gave me my edge
Has fled.
Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 6:28 PM UTC
Being empty is a strange feeling
Not even prescriptions help.
Nothing does.
I mourn the Death of my passion.
The fire in my head that gave me my edge
Has fled.
