You feel empty,
You look into a mirror
And see a quarry
You've been hollowed
There's emptiness digging into you
So deep
And it never tires
You wonder if that's all life offers
Memories you want to scatter
Into the past and abandon
But instead, carry with you
Like a bell, they clatter
All-day and all night
12 am awaits you
Then you'll wish
For sleep, for death
Anything that promises
Silence or peace
But nothing will quiet you down
Nothing will lull you to sleep
You feel empty
You look into a mirror
See a quarry...
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