Such sweet words you whisper, But my ear bleeds from every word you say. I can feel the rain falling down on me, I can't seem to cry even though I wanted too, Its not that I'm strong, No, its not my strong pride. I can't cry because I'm tired. I have become numb. Hollow like a stump, What am I?
I look in the mirror with a confused look. I see not me but another.
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