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Jul 2020
Everyday is a torture for me.
Everytime I wake up I don't feel anything.
Yes, I laugh, I cry and get angry;
But that was all empty.
I laugh for nothing;
I cry for nothing;
I get angry for nothing.
People may think I'm crazy;
But no, I just feel empty.
If you'd ask me why,
Then I'm sorry;
I can't answer it, because I also don't know.
I just feel empty;
Empty, empty, empty.
Raven Blue
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     Deanna, Mansi and Imran Islam
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