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I Don't Cry Anymore


I don't feel anymore I can't pinpoint my emotions I didn't feel remorse when I told my mother to fuck off I didn't feel guilty when I cheated and kissed another boy I didn't feel sad when I told my best friend how shitty she was I didn't feel happy or grateful when I was given everything I ever wanted I didn't feel love when you gave it to me My mind is not my mind My body is not my body My soul is not my soul I believe my soul was taken in my sleep And my body inhabited by the dead I'm not sure if this is a blessing Or a curse It's not my fault I didn't mean it Please help me Save me Save me Save me
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Cael Adams

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