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An error

Broken by every way
Hurt more than the extent
Too much to bear
Mourning met silence
Drowning me into loneliness
I've gone through every stage of death
Yet not dead
Maybe...
That is why
There's no sign of feelings
In my heart nor my mind
No blood gives me fear
Nor does any warning
No stab gives me pain
Nor does a scratch
Oh..what a life to be used to

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