She Is Numb
This pain is a trite thing
It should be over after all it brings
My nerves are exposed until dull
And now everything that's left is null
It leaves a lethal gaping hole
So no amount of putty can make it full
Inside a cracking shell is a girl
She looks without seeing
She scars without bleeding
She hurts without feeling
She is numb and always will be
Behind a shattered mask is a girl
She listens without hearing
She cries without tearing
She's afraid without fearing
She is numb and always will be
Deep down in the ruins is a girl
She loses without playing
She unravels without fraying
She hopes without praying
She is numb and always will be
She always will be me
In different shapes and different forms
With angel wings and devil horns
Numbed by the pain in her head
The pain in her body
The pain in her heart
The pain in her soul
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