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Nothing

Have you ever felt Nothing? Static. Idle. Nothing. The world around you has sucked your thoughts through a tube and leaves Nothing. Your mind is a void of colors that aren't really there and emotions and ideas which don't really exist; In short, Nothing. No matter what you do, no matter how you try, There is nothing. The thoughts you do have quick flashes of beauty and valor right across your face and then; Nothing. The words want to come, but cannot. In other words, Nothing. I feel Nothing. I know Nothing. Nothing is new. Nothing is true. But Nothing is calmed when i'm spending my Nothings with you.
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Oct 21, 2010
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