Empty
I am lost
Alone in a dark hole
My hand reaches out
I must grab something
Anything
And yet there is nothing
Where are you?
You're supposed to be here
I dont see you
I dont hear you
I dont feel you
I need you
To take my hand
Lift me from this dark hole
Out of this blackness
Set me free
I dont want to be empty...
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