Here

Why can't I feel

                        this

                            I'm senceless

                                              I'm dead

I'm drowning

                 restrained

                                 in fear

                                       in dread

Hollow.

             Empty.

                         Broken.

                                       Numb.

Back in this place

                          trapped

                                    with who

                                              I've become

The End

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