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Empty as a broken drawer, The breathing slowing Drowning in hollow thoughts. You are alive but not living. You are aware of nothingness. & you are grooved in the habit. I am empty, broken, slowing breathing, & drowning in thoughts. You are cemented... There... that... I am alone!
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 7:01 AM UTC
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Empty as a broken drawer, The breathing slowing Drowning in hollow thoughts. You are alive but not living. You are aware of nothingness. & you are grooved in the habit. I am empty, broken, slowing breathing, & drowning in thoughts. You are cemented... There... that... I am alone!
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Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 7:01 AM UTC
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