Cyanide MindI lost my voicechoking on my own tongue.The words still spill out from my eyes.I bit my lips rawhoping to stem the flow,but ideas still dripfrom my fingertips.A soggy brain leaks, I supposeand all my thoughts taste like tar
Numbnumbloss of feelingloss of painloss of lifeI've become so numbdesensitized to what i dolacking feelinglacking emotionroboticstatuesqueonly doing what i mustshielded from the painwhat is pain?so long without itforgotten what it's likewhat is love?love is an emotioni gave those upto numb the painpain too greatpain too deepfreezing it awaywhat more could I do?feeling nothing is better anywaymore logicalless naturalwhat is nature?what should we feel?it is our hatred of numbnessour needing to use our sensesthat holds us backit held me backnot anymorei don't feel hatredangerfrust
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