i would trade everything i have for a more comforting emptiness. i wander the streets like i'm lost in my own play. standing around in other people's lives, acting out every scene.. until the audience leaves and there's nothing left to say. all i know is my own indifference. i'll still hold your hand, but i won't feel a thing. but i wish i could
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