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Aug 2013
I can't tell
if it's the lack
of sleep
or the lack
of human contact
that makes me
feel the way I do

but somehow
of all feelings
i feel empty

like the cigaret pack that used to be full
lying on the balcony table
or the bottle of gin
that do not seem
to notice
how tonight again
i didn't feel a thing
Written by
AK  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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