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River

Blood, runs a river down my skin.
Afraid, that I am empty deep within.
So numb, I barely even feel a thing.

I’m not even sure I’m alive.
My heart, where all emotions have died.
Dissect, and I will open wide.
Is there anything inside?

Tears, run a river down my face.
Alone, amongst the human race.
Still, I cannot find my place.

I’m not even sure I am real.
My thoughts, kill every piece that can feel.
Destroy, any love I can steal.
Tell me, will I ever heal?

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