Fill fill fill
All these terrorizing fucking holes
With something, anything
Someone
Fill
Fill before it returns
Before you're back on the floor
Watching crimson droplets
Dry on your limbs
Fill
Before rocks look like waves and you lose track of the days and your mind's a fucking maze
Fill.
Before you've acquainted with the pain
Before colonies of tablets in your palm
Seem as inviting
As a serenade
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