23 de abril de 2014


Got hungry
so I fed myself
with worry
Shoving the emptyness
from the heart to my head
with bottles of Loch Ness
Pretending to care
Giving a shit,
Taking it till I can't bare
But if I cannot barely think
Either can I stop the heart to shrink
And it just fades away
As long as the time passes by

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