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Can't

tinkembell · 2011-02-26T23:26:21Z

I can't see it. Can't feel it either. My soul is lost, in a torrent of pain. It's breaking up, bit by bit. It's slowly dying, from a deadly fever. My heart is torn, sliced by the falling rain. I don't know where I'm going. I hate myself for not knowing. My mind is broken, wires frayed with time. They're a mess, a jumble of feelings. A cryptic maze with too low ceilings. My emotions are dead, an unspoken rhyme. I can't.