my head is so empty, and i don't care about thinking about anything. yet it's filled with my medicine that tells me how much meaninglessness is. and my heart is even emptier, and i think no matter how thin, anything would be welcome. but i know somewhere, that in time, there's not a thing here that'll ever fill me. and i'll die trying.
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