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No one can feel the pain I'm feeling, 

The emptiness inside,

Trying to stop the tears

I no longer want to hide

The nervousness flowing through my body

that is actually no longer alive,

The struggle for finding a reason,

A sign not to stay behind. 

I'm dead. I lost the battle ages ago,

I thought corpses couldn't feel,

So why am I in this sorrow?

Nothing to hold onto,

Nothing I have dear,

I can feel it coming,

The end. The end is near.