Numb

Numb short poem

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I just want to numb the pain, that’s all
don’t mean to run, don’t mean to hide
don’t want to hurt, don’t want to be found out
don’t want a high, don’t want a low
I just want to numb the pain, that’s all

dreams, they make the loss so real
relived I have, over and over
the agony I can’t share
the truth I cannot speak
the love I cannot expect
the loss I cannot accept
and the pain goes throbs on
I can’t think of anything else

I just want to numb the pain, that’s all

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Preeti
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The heart’s shout to numb the pain that’s eating it away…Melancholic and Heart-rending!

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