Numb
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Pour ice-cold water on my skin.
And for a moment, let me enjoy the art of feeling;
My whole body is numb.
I can't feel anything.
Except for this faint ache in my heart.
I can't help but to give it my whole attention.
Oh darling, please distract me from this odd sensation.
YOU ARE READING
deep scars//
Poetry"poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." - robert frost
