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This used to excite me.

Now it just makes me

feel hollow.

You ask if 

there's anything new.

There's nothing new,

same old me.

Maybe I've been too much;

maybe I haven't been enough.

I'm not anything special;

I'm no fucking prize.

I deserve to be alone...

alone in my sorrows,

isolated in my pain.