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Mar 2010
I'm sitting here.
Music blasting, but not really listening.
TV on, but not really watching.
I feel empty.
Like, a cup with a hole in the bottom.
I try to fill up my cup with happiness,
but in the end,
it all drains out.
Odd...
Written by
Sam Gonzalez
840
   --- and Jordan Butler
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