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There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two ballons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I cannot explain you would not understand
This is how not I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
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Last edited by Rasputin; 08-29-2013 at 02:17 AM..
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