Feel?
Do not ask me how I feel.
Because I live in the land of broken bones
And dreams.
Where there is no tomorrow.
Today I die
After the past tortured my soul.
Yes, I do feel though.
I wish I didn't.
This cruel world
First it kills your head
And then your body.
So don't ask me how I feel.
Those who used to know me
Know how I feel when I write.
The familiarity of it.
The pounding bomb
Ready to crash.
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