Silence, quiet...
Cold, dark...
Easy...
High...
calmed down...
Muted...
Like a flower...
No noise, I just exist...
My loneliness...
Feels so... cozy...
My sadness feels so...
Peaceful...
I like being sad...
I like my misery...
My tragedy...
My Anorexic, Mortal, Obnoxious and Romantic Existence ...
It feels so good to fall into the empty...
Into the empty...
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