martes, 9 de febrero de 2016

Empty

It is emptiness, baby,
it has made its way back into my soul,
poisoning my spirit,
eating my brains out.

Oh,

it is emptiness, my darling,
how I wish you would have stayed,
but yes, I know, right now I'm deadly,
now that vacancy is here to stay.

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