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\n\n Posting this as an apology for disappearing for so long. I had some stuff to work through but will hopefully start posting again now.
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\n\n The Dead Can't Feel No Pain
\n\n The dead can't feel no pain,
\n\n I've heard it to be true.
\n\n Yet I'm alive and torn,
\n\n Torn by love for you.
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\n\n I love, I hate, I laugh.
\n\n I lust, I live, I cry.
\n\n Why won't you let me be?
\n\n Leave me now to die.
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\n\n I am the silence left,
\n\n Feeling for one last hope,
\n\n I dodge amongst the pain,
\n\n As the blade I grope.
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\n\n My pulse it quickens fast
\n\n As I pray for my release.
\n\n But my chaotic soul
\n\n Starts to form a crease.
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\n\n What is it I'm doing?
\n\n I fast berate myself.
\n\n How can I throw away
\n\n My being and health.
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\n\n The dead can't feel no pain.
\n\n I've heard it to be true.
\n\n But the dead don't know joy.
\n\n The dead don't see you.
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\n\n As usual a pleading request for feedback and votes.
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Least before to earth we fall?
I fret to say I think it true,
we know no love,
till it is through.
And I agree,
Naturally,
the dead do not see
neither you nor me.
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I hope you feel better.
Thinking of you,.... Ditto; what Lostin said.