Erau stelute in genele ei...

Empty. Hollow. A figure without meaning, a life without a purpose. Living every day just like the one before that and the one before and... No expectations. No hopes, no dreams, no future. No use.
Giving up. Snoozing. All day long.
"Your body is my body, I won`t tell anybody".
Take me up, show me the clouds, make me smile, make me feel like I belong.. then throw me back down. Be cruel, be violent, make sure I`m all shattered to pieces and there`s nothing left but sorrow.
Close your eyes, it`s all a dream. Make it go away, take some pills, there`s still some vodka left...
Drink yourself to oblivion, it`s gonna make it better. Isn`t it ? Not like anyone cares. The one good thing about being alone is that you don`t have to think of pathetic excuses. But it still hurts so...
Physical pain. A damaged person, both outside and in. At least you know that it`s gonna end, one way or another, sometime soon. You`ll be, finally, set free.

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