Emptiness is my friend.
Today it offered me fruit.
So smooth on my bloody lips.
It tastes so sweet, it burns my throat.
Where did this red come from?
Hey,
Will this finally fill me up?
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Emptiness is my friend.
Today it offered me fruit.
So smooth on my bloody lips.
It tastes so sweet, it burns my throat.
Where did this red come from?
Hey,
Will this finally fill me up?