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Emotion (FGFC820)

Sun, throw shadows cross the floor That leak into my soul Blackness tossed against the wall The room feels so cold The alibis you gave Were promises in vain Echoes of impermanence Voices from the grave Tell me what it's for All this emotion When you walk out the door Why should I follow? You've been playing games With my emotions Turn and walk away You leave me hollow Warmth, cascading over me A puppet for your strings A mound of flesh on which you feed Satiated