Wednesday, March 30, 2022

Numb

It is such days,
When I cannot find the right words, 
Maybe there ain't any
For such that I am feeling tonight.
Maybe I don't even feel

So, 
Let it nurture
Let it gnash
Let it pierce,
Let it hurt so well

For what am I,
without pain
A dead carcass?

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