Hollow

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Smoke in the air,

alcohol bottles all around me.

I wander around searching for your love,

coming back disappointed.

I feel empty and broken.

Discarded from humanity.

My current status is unavailable

No hope for saving or success.

Piercing the veil that clouds my better judgement,

Making the pain slowly seep away.

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