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Nuclear Rat
Standing in line
among the millions
Hoping for freedom
waiting to escape
Among the many tattered souls
Lives a hunger, a thirst
Our simple, fragile minds long
for this thirst to be satisfied
this thirst for identity, truth,
religion, love, and answers.
This hunger for something.
Anything to make us feel complete and whole.
But we are only mortal
With a hole inside
that will never be filled
that will never be satisfied
There is no light
There is no tunnel
This is and always will be
We are and always will be nothing more than nothing.
