Numb


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Lines are fading
slowly I disappear
the words I write vanish
Feelings are no longer sincere

Gloom rises
I only need isolation
the dead parts in me
Needn't any consolation

A heart of coldness
Rests inside my lies
I'm so perfect in this
the creation of disguise

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