Numb prose poem

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Life is but a fleeting moment.
Death is but an unseen influence.
Neither have any significance.
Humanity is all of empty shells walking on broken ground.
Emotions are only uncontrollable hormones.
We act like we live with feeling when we are all nothing but numb.
Dreams are shallow goals that change within each day.
Memories only show that we are growing older with each passing hour.
Time makes us dull.
We are fulling of nothing but irony and paradoxes.
Life will never go the way we plan.
The only way to embrace this life is to walk through it numb,
One deadened step at a time.
Living puppet, breathing pawn, there is no will that drives you.
Only numbness.

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Kathryn Sain

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I've been writing poetry ever since middle school, but I've never really thought about releasing my work to the public until coming to college. Currently, I am studying music as my major and English as my minor.
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