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The pain is making me numb
Making me question my own existence..
Am I human?
Maybe I'm just used to it
As I listen to my own pules
I can feel my eyes burning
Burning from the sight
I can't do nothing about it
I suddenly quietly wish to be blind
As I slowly close my eyes that are getting tired

-N🥀

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