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June 2002 Poetry My heart beats.
My lungs breathe.
But inside,
I feel dead.
I feel numb.
Unable to feel,
anything,
but dead.
~*~ Jill ~*~
My heart beats.
My lungs breathe.
But inside,
I feel dead.
I feel numb.
Unable to feel,
anything,
but dead.
~*~ Jill ~*~
