Im tired and feeling alone again. I feel an insatiable hole in my soul. Its very small but ever consuming all the good bits of me. I know I am not alone but the good loved feeling is always swallowed up by the hole so I simply cannot feel right. It sneaks up on me, eating parts so small I never notice until one day I wake up and find out that im suddenly all out of good things. I cant just buy them at the store. They are so hard for me to make.
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