Was nit when it hurt,
It was not the pain,
Or the sadness,
Not anything of these things at all,
The worst was not a feeling,
The worst was nothing at all,
Nothing was worst,
I was numb,
Out of touch,
Unable to discover,
If I am still alive,
Or already dead,
I am neither,
I am nothing,
And nothing is the worst,
Cause in the end,
We'd all rather feel pain,
Then really nothing at all.
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Never have I dealt with anything, More difficult then my own soul. |
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