I did another crime. Just a few minutes ago. This time it felt different. There was no pleasure while doing it and no remorse after. I felt nothing. Hollow.
I need to feel something. I am nothing now. I don't hate and I don't love.
Faith. I need to search for that 'faith' human talks about. I need and want something to believe in. I want to walk in the path my father took.
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