Empty
I walk through the lonely, empty, dark streets of my mind.
Overwhelmed by the troubles outside my brain.
I try to think but I'm stuck in a black hole of thoughts.
I don't know what to do physically, mentally, physically, mentally.
My mind has drawn a blank.
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