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Numb
I weary of finding myself bonded
To half hearted lovers.
The last ember of warmth
Stubbornly flickers
Yearning for a feeling
Long faded.
Memories serve no purpose
But to haunt me.
My love has grown cold
With no strong hands
To cradle it
And keep it safe.
I have become numb.
So numb.
To half hearted lovers.
The last ember of warmth
Stubbornly flickers
Yearning for a feeling
Long faded.
Memories serve no purpose
But to haunt me.
My love has grown cold
With no strong hands
To cradle it
And keep it safe.
I have become numb.
So numb.
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