I now know hunger,
since you went away.
I'm empty all over,
you made me this way.
I've never been loved,
since you crossed my path.
You drained me bone dry,
then took a bloodbath.
What ever is left lay bleeding,
slowly draining away.
I need you to come,
but can't let you stay.
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