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be known
be cared for
be loved
words, words, words

words they spiral
up and down
down and through the ground
plummet to rock bottom

empty stomach
emptier heart
no words could fill
no food tastes good

stand atop some tall something
begging for the courage
begging to be piled up along
all bloody, gory such

empty stomach
fill with vices
blurry, shaky ecstasy
try hard forgetting

words marked good
those words stab deep
wishing for nothing at all
wishing to be for once

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