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Jan 2015
I need something to replace this
Empty feeling inside
I tried to pull you in
To keep you right here beside me
Where you could find my weakness
And I could find yours
You didn't care to
And your weakness was too easy
So now here I sit
Completely empty
And close to falling off the
Edge
Of this torment we call life
DustBall
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