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primitive i am falling down again
my pool of joy
is running dry
i knew it wouldn't last
these words are the only thing real
coming from the emptiness
i do not want this
i want something more
and no, i can't cry
tears are non-existent in my physical world
the nothingness will set in soon
i can sense it coming
why am i so stupid to think
that i am anything near worthy of you
