sip of reality,
sends me shivering back inside.
physically shaking,
fighting weakness,
always afraid,
of what?
of being less than nothing,
crazed thoughts scrawl strange scribbles.
my name means nothing,
yet the letters tell you everything.
what are you to do,
when nothing is less than something,
when nothing is more than anything,
when you strive for nothing.
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