I think my default is empty
When all is said and done ,
And I am alone with myself
That's what left ,
The black hole of nothingness
Maybe that’s why I cling on to sadness
Bits and scraps of guilt and grief
Cause feeling horrible
Is still feeling right ?
Cause a bleeding heart
Is still a beating right ?
Maybe that’s how
I convince myself that
Something inside of me is still human
That I am not yet utterly dead

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