There are times when I feel empty, that I have nothing else left to give.
No tears, no sorrow, no laughter, and no words ─ there is nothing.
I am empty, a shell.
You took it all.
There is nothing left.
You leech, you sucked me dry.
I am an avid blogger, and writer.
I work for a local government; I like to spend my free time reading, writing and learning French (It's coming along slowly; I am reading lots. Now, I have to start speaking more - LOL).
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