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Dec 2014
She told me empty wasn't a feeling.

Empty is the feeling at the bottom of every bottle,
Its the tone on the other end of the line.
Its the cold side of the bed
That I'm afraid to sleep on anymore
Empty is the feeling I get every time the door closes
Its Ed Hardy cologne and nikes.
Its love notes that I still find in my truck.

She told me empty wasn't a feeling.
Emily Crews
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Emily Crews  Montana {406}
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