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 just found this poem scribbled in the small of my moleskine..I must've been in a pretty bad sarcastic mood I think

There's fulfillment in emptiness
you've just to find emptiness within
and fill your insides with it to the brim

Destroy new pathways
and burn all the roads
block everything that goes to the light
a magnificent cave behold

you'll find enough to do in this emptiness
just shut all your windows
douse your flames with nothing soaked days
light a pyre of pretty passions
put them ablaze with hot thoughts of blank
Pull up your covers blind yourself
stay in dark, stark dense and call it white

madness is but a word
ration your feelings, dim your senses
live by fierce logic, you'll always be free
surprises for the wearisome
and warmth for the weak
tears when you need to and breathe just to live
eat because you have to and die cuz you can't help it.