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I'm going numb.

I can't feel anything

Inside besides a pump

That prohibits my feeling . 

There's nothing inside,

Besides thoughts of

How I let this happen in my

Head, no more feeling love.

I don't know why it's dead,

But all I know is that

Nothing bothers my head

More than I'll never get back.

Back to what,

You may ask,

I'll reply, but

Not until after this task.

Thoughts inside me no longer

Haunt me, I'm free from

Hurting myself, yet so somber

Inside me brain. Nothing is what I've become