Hydrocephale.

Running on EmptyHere I am, empty, void, What will fill my heart? Will it be love, or hate, Or a urge for something new? Is there a way to not hurt, Or be left out in the cold? I feel both Heaven and Hell's pull To their mighty powers. If I choose Heaven I'll feel down But about things that will last. Hell gives power, Yet it corrups the future. If I am to decide now what to choose, I'd rather be set free to run the Earth. Because even if it is meaningless, No pressure can attack my soul.Running on Empty
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