I am a pure, empty vessel
A god with no one worshipping him
A torso with no bloody guts
My mother, a carcass
A reminiscence
A euphemism
We are both hollow, the only difference is my mortal existence
I am a pure, empty vessel
A god with no one worshipping him
A torso with no bloody guts
My mother, a carcass
A reminiscence
A euphemism
We are both hollow, the only difference is my mortal existence
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