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Oct 2015
I found my self yet again
On the bathroom floor
Curled up hugging my knees
It seemed I'm the only one who would hold me tight
Laying there in a pool of my own sorrow
I looked up
Through the haze of self pity and anguish
And in the darkness that is my world appeared a shaft of light
I thought to my self
"why am I crying"
It occurred to me I didn't know anymore
I had been sad for so long it became my routine
It was all I knew how to do
I had always been empty
Then you made me feel
I was full
Then the world shattered
My heart followed suite
I was still full just with tears
Now it would seem I've cried them all
But I'm not empty
Instead filled
With a darkness
I've let go of the tears
And embraced
The darkness
Its tendrils touch the world with an icy chill
But for me it feels almost warm
I suppose this does make me empty
But it is a strange, deep, and satisfying emptiness
The Drunken Oracle
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The Drunken Oracle  26/Tennessee
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