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I am an empty piece of flesh

laying atop of hollow bone

a black hole of completely nothing

just a redundent beat of my heart

that beats for no reason at all

I am a layer of skin covering the pain

stretched out over frozen blood

just a robot that exists to please

consoling all of the people in need

but where are they when I need them?

I am no one to them as soon as I go away

they cease to even remember my face

I dissapear in their mind, in their thoughts

I am the unspoken one without a name