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loves me not
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Whispers In The Dark numb from all things...
crossing broken bridges
against a fading sun,
seems like it hurts less
to imagine the pain
as something different
than what it is...
something that can be
tucked away and
dealt with later...
something that will
go away with time.
foolish in all things...
laughing is therapy
when facing mortal gloom,
seeing myself faceless,
a man without
feelings or heart...
guess, I just never thought
I would wear the shield,
defending myself
in the face of those
who should love me
for less.
and damnit,
someone please
tell me...
why does it have
to hurt so much
when I feel
so numb?
Can relate, more than you know..I never read you that I don't feel so much and this is no exception...your pen moves me in ways I can't explain...no matter the topic