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Empty (Free verse) by Billy Fights Your turning out the lights
With the pounding of a hammer
One bright flash, and its all gone
In the darkness you shall,
Bathe in your blood,
And I can't help but wonder
What your thinking of
Is it my face,
Or the fireflies inside your stomach
Where you've lead
I can not follow
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