Title: Yearning Block
Posted On: 2016-01-23 05:43:55 UTC

Cold winds against my cheeks as I walk to pump two Filling my car with five dollars, I was hit with voices slightly new Telling me You don't feel anything at all You don't desire anyone You're empty and this time it's beautiful You're not chasing anyone or running away Remain in this state as long as possible Too many times have you been to a spiritual hospital This time I'll listen

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