I've got Nothing
In my pocket
Nothing that relieves
The pain deep within the heart
Of this weight
Pushing and hurting me
But Love's a secondhand thing
It's a bitch.. it grabs a hold of you
And it doesn't let you go..
Until the Rudeness of my actions
Sever our ties..
And I remain cold
Even as the world goes to Hell..
A world I carried on my back..
And here, anything's an option..
Even sticking a needle in..
Though I wouldn't make murder rules..
I would not care of my self-annihilation..
Who Gives a Sht? (by Seung Kim)
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