Emptiness

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My eyelids tingle from holding back a wave of tears;
Once it starts it never stops;
I open my eyes, and as I blink;
The lights from the city smears itself all over the world;
Restraint isn't that difficult anymore;
But, in a way, that's almost worse;
It's getting to a point where my emotions are so controllable;
It feels like maybe I don't have any.

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