Psychí
by Zamzam Ahmed
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Did I die in this life
I feel this body I'm in
Is just an empty shell of the girl
That I guess I never really knew
Chaotic energy of sporadic chasms
So utterly broken
That nothing seems wrong anymore
Truly now
I'm no longer living for myself
That ended long ago
When I felt my last true emotion
All I saw was red
And it's never been the same
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