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she can't thank them

for their gifts

they mean nothing to her.

she is numbed.

she is dull.

indifferent to everything

outside of her wildest fantasies

she has been struck

until

she cannot feel anymore

and i see my face in hers

i look in horror

as i realize

my wretched ungrateful being

wanting something that is

crazy, that will never

ever happen

going through life like this?

i can't do it

i'll be trampled on

by everything

that i am unsatisfied with