I've run out of emotions.
It seems as if I have used them too much
and now there aren't any left.
Like an empty milk bottle.
Easily breakable.
You look at me and you see nothing but glass.
No colours nor flavours.
Just an empty bottle.
You can't drink it.
You can't use it.
It's tasteless,
colourless,
purposeless.
It's worthless.
Why don't you throw it away?
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